So, according to trusty, reliable Jonathan Cainer, reader of the stars, today, Armistice Day, is also a symbol of rebirth in the magic of numbers aligning. 11.11.11. Apparently, Mars is about to leave my sign, pointing to a moment of exhalation. Does Mars explain my hectic activities this year? Perhaps. But don't we all exhale in autumn? And yet my cherry tree is still leafed! I am watching it every day, drawing my own inconclusive conclusions from the bright teardrops determinedly, bravely, hanging on. I read this the other day, in one of Adriana Trigiani's books,
Autumn is my favourite time of year; it seems to say "Let go" with every leaf that turns and falls to the ground and every dingy cloud that rolls by overhead. Let go. (So hard to do when your nature tells you to hang on).
Mars and Jupiter, eclipse and numerical alignments aside, I think I can let go this year. I made many dreams come true, just by hanging on. One of my sweetest achievements has been the music of your friendship. I spent years in isolation thinking I was alright... I had books! But as Anne of Green Gables discovered, it is the friendship of soul mates that really gets you through. Books aren't hollow, but they just aren't enough. And I am glad I lived long enough to discover that truth.
When the leaves do finally drop, and pool outside my window, I shall let them go, each and every one, and embrace winter, knowing that before they sink fully into the damp earth, each leaf will carry with it one of your wishes, and shall return in spring, to fulfil them.
In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary. - Aaron Rose
5 comments:
So many of us love autumn and the colours this year are fantastic. I'm a Jonathan Cainer fan too. Lovely post.
Strange that 11/11/11, hey? I must say one of the best things that happened to me was discovering this world of blogging poets in 2010, so many of whom have become cherished friends, like you. I, too, love books, I, too, live much in solitude and having you on the other end of this screen means a lot. Yes, let's let go, snuggle in for the winter, and unfurl our wings and feathers come spring.
Thanks for stopping in for Tea & Honey Bread, what a lovely space you have here.
Autumn is my favorite time of year as well. This year, I've joined the leaves in changing and letting go,I have indeed exhaled.
I love the Fall too - the swish of the leaves as they fall and are scuffed along.
I so enjoyed this post, from the thoughts of exhaling as the season changes to the beauty of friendship to the quote at the end. Beautiful.
A sweet achievement, indeed, Shaista, and so beautifully and movingly expressed. All the same, if I may speak for a floating falling leaf, I would like to answer this inspiring post, or, better said, continue the conversation, by calling in the incomparable Shirley Horn to sing "Never Let Me Go" for you. May the music never end ...
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