There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
~Celia Thaxter
I have so enjoyed this Summer. Yes, it's been mostly smoky with a few hot days in the 90's, very little rain, and two or three days over 100-degrees. Smoke from the fires burning all about.
The last few mornings have been cool with nights in the 50's...Autumn is drawing nigh - less than 30 days away according to the calendar. But Nature awaits no man-made calendar!
But wait...I'm not finished with Summer yet! There's still much I want to do...to experience! Wonderful people to share with! Sights yet to be seen!
I grow pensive as I feel, now, Summer's early morning hints of Fall in the air. I'm not ready to let go of Summer quite yet. No!
Yet, this has been a blessed Summer of healing, going, seeing, endings and beginnings...explorations, and realizations - all woven and knitted into and within this wonderful place where I now live and call "Home". HOME! My Home. The Home of my Heart.
Yet, there's an ephemeral feeling of "ennui", of change in the air, in the energy, the very ground of being. It is lodged in the locus of this place and in one's own spirit and heart - hastening, ending, rife with expectation - all indecipherable, but present in the Soul's yearning. A feeling that nothing will ever be the same again.
Days of champagne and smoke.
A Season of celebration of blessings, and of forests burning. How do we reconcile birth and death, happiness and loss, this intimate thing and that epic event? All are both a blessing and a curse divided only by perception and acceptance. Humility and hope.
Past and present collide! What was intrudes upon what is and what will inevitably be!
Summer's end is coming! It's here.
Again, I am not ready.
Gratitude is the life raft to which we must cling as we find our true being and sail forth into whatever the future may bring.
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