Autumn is my favorite time of year. For a few weeks in the northern latitudes, deciduous trees express their biological rhythm by shedding their leaves in a celebration of color.
It is a time of transition, and this year even more so.
Emerson reminds us that “Earth laughs in flowers”. In Hamatreya, he is not so much referring to the joyful abundance of Spring, but rather the eternal patience of our home against the utter short-sightedness of the human perspective.
Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys
Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs;
Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet
Clear of the grave.
What about Fall? If Earth laughs in flowers, then perhaps she hugs with autumn leaves.
On the other side of the equinox, we reap the harvest of actions taken or ignored. That colorful embrace with which we are honored is a reminder. A reminder that even in the middle of transition, in the depths of struggle, and in the agony of the unknown, there is Beauty in Change and there can be Grace in the Fall.