Can you be patient like a tree?
Can you stand steadfast when the storms rage? Can you set forth leaves blossoms and fruit when the season is right?
Grandmother Cottonwood, dormant
Can you let go of the old, the superfluous, last year’s leaves when they no longer feed your heart and soul? Can you rest and sleep and pull your attention inward during the long winter, gathering strength for the growth to come?
Can you feel the magnetic pull of mother earth in your roots, allowing them to be pulled into the soil and subsoil so you will be anchored deeply to your home? No matter how high and wide your reach, your deep roots will keep you secure through all seasons and all weather.
Can you allow your branches and leaves to reach and turn to the sun, to soak up and absorb the life giving light and warmth? These precious gifts are freely given to you! They are your birthright!
When you stand tall and steadfast, when you live according to your life’s rhythms, you bless this earth with your presence; you know you belong here, a vital element in life’s tapestry. You will endure!
It is the season for low slanting sunlight, the silent message all living creatures are attuned to. Summer is past, winter will come. The wheel of the year turns.
Live each day, each moment, each breath fully, for the cycle of the year teaches us that all physical things change – nothing you can see, touch, taste, hear, smell, hold in your hand is permanent. Even the rocks beneath your feet will erode away. The huge trees that shade and shelter you will grow old and decline as young trees take their place in the canopy.
Painted lady butterfly on red zinnia
You too are an integral part of the wheel of life.
Can you let go of what was once true about you and accept the realty of your now? Perhaps you still expect to see a physically beautiful young adult looking back from your mirror, but instead see a gray haired grandparent…
Beneath the physical aspect of our reality – which so many of you seem so attached to – lies your indestructible spirit and that, my dear will never grow old, never die.
As the earth cycles into a new season, as your body grows older, as the landscape changes beneath your feet, Remember your indestructible spirit that lies at the very heart of your existence here on our beloved planet.
A woman in her autumn years can release the excess, the unneeded, from her life, the outdated thoughts, feelings, the extra objects, the people who drag her down, the dead weight, the job that does not feed her soul, the old dreams that no longer feed her passions.
Nearly full moon
She can let go of worry about her looks… She can let go, let go, and let go again, only to find there is more to let go of.
When she is empty and hollow and rests in her emptiness, she will be filled once again with new dreams that inspire, with passion to create, a new unconditional love for others, a knowing of her inner power and strength. She will know in every cell her indestructible inner beauty and light, she will focus with clarity on what really matters to her and to the planet that is her home. She will be graced with full acceptance of her many gifts.
As the moon wanes each month to complete darkness and waxes once again to full light in the age old cycle, you too must let go, and let go again, so you can be refilled, refreshed, filled with new energy. You who know and own yourself!
Live your life from the inside out. Let your life rest on the inner wisdom, light and love that power and fuel you! Everything else is like leaves in autumn.
The season of letting go has come around on the cosmic wheel once again. I will soon release this year’s crop of golden leaves that soaked up the sun and fed me all summer. It is the time of the waning year, the waning moon. Time to let go.
Grandmother Cottonwood, golden leaf
I must release my beautiful crown of leaves that shimmered in the breeze through sunlight and shadow, moonlight and midsummer heat. They will not needed during the cold dark months.
Releasing, surrendering, letting go – good practice for the final act of letting go that all living creatures must experience – a rehearsal for death, the great transition.
I bow to the cycles of life and death, to the inevitable. I make ready for winter, withdraw my attention from outward things, pull my awareness inward, down to my roots as my sap cools and subsides.
I will soon be ready for my winter’s rest, my dreaming time. There will be nothing to grasp hold of, no responsibilities, nothing to do or be or have, no agenda, no leaves to maintain. All the trappings of summer – released.
I may seem inert, even dead to those who pass by, yet deep inside, in my roots, below the surface of the soil, my inner hearth fire embers glow, ready to spring into life once again after the long winter nights give way to spring.
Those who pay attention with hearts as well as minds will know and feel a change in the weather, a shift in the air. The greater heat in summer, the northward migration of warm loving species, the wetter snows, the thawing ice, the balmy winters, the unsettled weather as the earth warms.
Growing things, winged creatures, 4 legged ones are stressed by this disruption to our age old fabric of existence, the climate in which we have all learned to thrive over eons of time.
Our atmosphere is heavy with exhaust of human creation beyond her limits and capacity to cleanse. Dear ones it will take your collective wisdom will and heart to cease the pollution of your planet; to clear the air, purify the water, to bless the earth once again with a healthy balance of interests between all living things.
What good are your billions of dollars when the earth herself can no longer sustain the life we have known for millennia?
Life itself is the prize. Preserve and protect and nurture all living things.
Heal the web of life! Begin the healing within yourself.
The world is coated with ice. A thin shell covers all surfaces with high glass.
There is rare beauty in this icy landscape. This is your mother earth speaking to you in her native language.
She speaks in the language of weather, of light and dark, of warm, cold, ice, and snow, summer heat, thunder, lightning, of growth and life, of seasons, cycles of life and death, of deep soil, bedrock, rivers, streams, oceans, a variety of landscapes from desert to tundra, to mountains and valleys.
Will you hear and understand her messages? Will you pay attention with an open heart and mind?
During this icy time it is time to pull inward, and stay warm at home, wrapped in a winter chrysalis that protects and allows renewal.
We freeze and become petrified with cold, yet a thaw will come and all will flow freely once again.
The planet tilts, the sun returns, winter will merge into spring once again in its own sweet time.
Under the frozen ground life takes a nap, hibernates, gathering energy, living off last year’s fat.
You too need times of rest, time to go underground, to let go and recharge your life force.
You who live in warm weather all year, remember to take time to give yourself the luxury of a little “winter” retreat.
Just rest a bit from your endless pushing and striving and wanting and buying and doing. Recharge and renew yourselves, body, mind, spirit, emotions.
Rise up into the strengthening light with new energy and passion and inspiration to greet the life giving sun. Give yourself the gift of a new beginning.