The seasons are changing and so am I. I love the fall. I love the colors, the textures, the smells, the crisp, cool air, the peace that travels from vacations to new routines. Sure, I adore the sunshine and lakes of summer (I am a Californian girl by birth after all), but there is something exhilarating about the fall that brings my soul alive with a new energy.
Call me romantic or silly, perhaps it is my want of change that feels a rebirth with the passing of each season. But I have always loved going back to school, I adore sweaters and jeans and can’t wait for football season, so maybe it’s just a familiar comfort of some of my favorite things that come with this season. Maybe.
No, there’s something else about fall, something about seasons passing that rings within my soul. Change reveals possibility, hope, newness and opportunity. Each season plays host to its own special moments and holidays, but each brings about a miracle of newness. A fresh start and a reminder that it’s never too late, I’m never too old and life is full of potential. The thorn pricks of the past season are long gone. The dreams I rehearse in my heart and mind are still possible. I am invigorated to change my world again; to be the best human I know how; to love and serve those around me.
Yes, the seasons are changing and so am I.
What is your favorite part of fall?