The reminders are everywhere, heavy in the deep green of deep summer even, the reminder that everything is fleeting. I need to hold on to that this next year and really for the next few, maybe for the rest of the years that I have on this earth. A reminder to really be in those moments of perfect joy and excitement, to hold the feelings of that with reverance because they are fleeting. A reminder that the hard emotions are also fleeting and maybe they deserve their own reverance, their own careful sacred holding because those painful emotions have their own lessons, their own reminder that I am alive.
And the seasons are in constant flux. I see the changes, the growth and the death always in motion. and I am part of those seasons. I am alive and changing, constantly in flux, slowly dying even as I live deeply.