I Am...The Autumn Days

The last week of the summer is upon us. Can you feel the change coming? I can always feel it. Every season has a distinct moment when the old blends into the new, yet often we don't even notice that we have gracefully passed, like a partner in dance, from one to another. This is my favored transition, the gradual blend of the longest, warmest days to the crisp shorter ones, where one is able to nestle in a cocoon of cotton that soothes the soul from the inside out. Soul soothing defines these days.

There is a song I heard in childhood that correlates lifespan to seasons. In the seasons of my life, I can relate to the gentle fading from summer to autumn. It might be a long season, may it be so, but the change is coming. I'm so grateful for I never feel more alive than I do in autumn. I can be the autumn days. No problem. It's the joy of being comfortable with you. It's the peace that comes from established relationships. It's the love that you can give and receive encircling your heart.

A snippet of the lyrics....

"I am the Autumn days, when changes come so many ways. Looking back I stand amazed that time has gone so quickly. When love is more than feelings, it's fixing bikes and painting ceilings. When you feel a cold when coming, I am the Autumn days."

I'm looking forward to the week ahead. I'll regroup with my tribe. I'll see my beloved babies who are ever growing toward the summer phase. Many hugs will be distributed because in case you were not heretofore aware, a hug communicates a volume of information in silence. It communicates what cannot be voiced. It covers the hurting parts and strengthens the well parts. Hugs. Thumbs up. I digress.

As the week passes, and the calendar fills in, and we each neglect to notice that one, just one, moment when summer ends and autumn begins, I'll be thinking of what is ahead. How can I fade into, and write, the autumn chapter well?

The answer summed up. Stand amazed that time passes so quickly. Therefore. Love is more than feelings.