It’s not that I don’t appreciate summer: I do. I love it deeply, from the first rich flush of hawthorn blossoms to the last fading mauves of August heather. I love the green and the growing, the treasures of the hedgerows, and the always astonishing abundance of the land which surrounds me. It’s just that I love autumn and winter more. Something opens up in me then – something soft and deep and glowing – which is far too shy to expose itself to the inexhaustible light of summer.
~ Sharon Blackie, The Enchanted Life: Unlocking the Magic of the Everyday
How monotonous our speaking becomes when we speak only to ourselves! And how insulting to the other beings – to foraging black bears and twisted old cypresses – that no longer sense us talking to them, but only about them, as though they were not present in our world…Small wonder that rivers and forests no longer compel our focus or our fierce devotion. For we talk about such entities only behind their backs, as though they were not participant in our lives. Yet if we no longer call out to the moon slipping between the clouds, or whisper to the spider setting the silken struts of her web, well, then the numerous powers of this world will no longer address us – and if they still try, we will not likely hear them.
~ David Abram, Becoming Animal
Fall arrives today. Step outside my door and it still feels like summer, but the light and shadows, the sunrises and sunsets, are telling a different story.
A cold front that will be arriving in the next day or so will tell a different story, too. The highs will go from the mid-80’s to the mid- to upper-70’s. It’s in the lows at night where we’ll feel the change. We will feel it in the water, too, as it begins to cool from summer swimming temperatures to the chilliness of autumn.
Sunrises and sunsets have suddenly become more colorful. It’s not that we don’t have colorful sunrises and sunsets during the summer, but they are not quite as intense, almost as if the heat and strength of the summer sun washes them out. The smoke from the wildfires out west added to the milkiness of dawn and dusk this summer, too.
I’ll be glad when the summer heat and humidity depart, and make room for autumn weather. I get a little antsy this time of year, waiting for the change. I want to throw open windows, do the fall cleaning, go for long hikes or bike rides, and do all the outdoor things I had no desire to do during the summer months.
The Yoga Sutras class started last week. We’re in the introductory phase at the moment. I find it so interesting the way things spiral around, sometimes leading you back to the beginning except now your perception of that place has changed (yes, I know… they call that “experience”). We’ve only met twice but I can tell that the conversations are going to be amazing and interesting. I suspect I’ll spend a lot of time just listening. There are some wise women in the class. It feels a little intimidating at times.
A while back, in Gita class (I think), we talked about the people we turn to for wisdom. The question, basically, was: who are the wise people you turn to when you are looking for wisdom or quotes or as a kind of compass to point you in the right direction? When I’m writing a blog post, I always start out with a quote from someone to get me started or to go with an image I’m using. I began asking myself: Who do I quote? And why?
In the book “Cassandra Speaks,” the author (Elizabeth Lesser) points out that most of what we learn (at least in my generation) has come from what they refer to as the Great Books of the Western World. Things written by men. Very often those books and writings involve violence, misogyny, and war (“The Prince” by Machiavelli, is a good example) . I wandered around the internet for a little while and stumbled upon a woman’s blog that had pictures of her teachers and those she considered wise in the sidebar, starting with Krishnamacharya. Thoreau was there, Thomas Merton, Krishnamurti, Rilke, Wendell Berry. Sensing a pattern here? So my question to you is: Who are the wise women that you turn to? Who are the women that you read or quote? If you were to put up a wall of pictures of women you have learned from, women you aspire to emulate in some way, who would they be? I have my own list, but I’m curious and wondering who you would name.
Come to think of it, I will share with you one of my go-to wise women: Joanna Macy. There is a beautiful and short (about 20 minutes) documentary about her that was recently shared. Joanna Macy: Climate Crisis as Spiritual Path. Have a look if you have the time.
Walktober. Our dates this year are October 11th through the 25th. If you want to get your walk in earlier or later, go for it. Just let me know if it’s later since I’ll need to extend the dates. I am aiming for October 29th as the date I do the wrap-up. My alternative date is November 1. I will post the “official” Walktober post sometime before October 11th. That will be the post you use for pingbacks or leaving a link. (It is easier for me if the links and pingbacks are all in one place, but I do find them if they end up scattered elsewhere.)
Please join us. It’s always so much fun. If you’re not familiar with Walktober, there’s a link over in the sidebar that will take you to a post that will introduce you to it. Or, you can click on this: Walktober. It’s an old post but it gives you the general idea. Maybe someday I will sit down and write up an About Walktober page.
I reckon that’s enough from me for today, especially since this is usually a Wordless Wednesday. I missed my Monday meander again and for good reason. I’ve been drawing and painting and learning how to weave a basket on paper with a pencil. I’ll show you in a minute. Thank you for visiting with me today. Let’s meet out at the Point for sunset this evening. Sunset is scheduled for 6:59 PM (we won’t see another 7 PM sunset until sometime in March of 2022). We’ll skip it, of course, if it’s already raining but if it’s not, there may be enough clouds around to make it interesting.
Please be safe, be well, and keep looking for beauty.
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 1,871) A change of seasons. 1,872) Daily walks. I’m up to about 3-4 miles/day now. The back/hip/knee problem seems to be resolving itself, finally. 1,873) Playing with paints and colors. 1,874) Drawing goddesses. 1,875) The Yoga Sutras class and the way the learning has spiraled back onto itself and yet, has changed.