October.. writing this I am cozied up on a crisp, linen sofa, surrounded by windows illuminating this sunlit room, with a wool blanket keeping part of me warm while the rest embraces the cool, gentle air. The light coming in is cast through golden leaves clinging to the trees, saying their last goodbye of color and expression. There is nothing more I want to do than sit here and dream, taking in these ethereal sensations. The sense of another world closing in is lightness in the air, the veils are thin, and their opening lifts the weight off of the world, and off of my heart.
This is fall, a sensational time of the year, where high-energy activities shed their allure and instead are replaced by the desire to do nothing but sit here and soak it all in, saturated by lightness, stillness, and peace, as if my pores could absorb any more, I would float away like one of the leaves. I can watch them dance like petals in the wind all day, where this point of fixation for my mind is captivated by the expanse of wonder, liminality…
Liminality… a sense of two worlds, or rather another world.. a world of the dead, those spirits that have passed on, those energies we sense all around, and now this is their symphony. It is lightness, not heaviness…
October reminds me of this… this is the bigger picture, where we are all headed one day; peace. As peaceful as the delicate scent of autumn infused in candle wax melting into the air and melting me, breathing it in against the gentle cool air… this is October… and I am connected to this other world around me… this dream world, where the deeper I let go, the lighter I feel, the more I float…
The lightness is where I dream, where I feel as dense as the wind, and here I feel peace. Letting go, shedding all of the hardness of these earthly experiences, filling up with crisp air and golden light instead.
I am in a dream world.. anchored in it by this blanket, this candle, the sound of the branches rustling in the wind outside, leaves falling swiftly, and I wonder… if the trees letting go like I am are in one too, anchored by their roots..
October is for dreaming, expanding into this new world, a dimension into the liminal side of our earthly experience…
This dream world opened up by letting go, feels as good as watching the trees do it, as they do all so well each season… graceful and mesmerizing, with a hint of wonder
