It was cold overnight last night, but warmed up past the forecast today, reaching 70. It was a lovely day to work outside, raking up the leaves from the yard and piling them along the edge of the street.
Looking back at the blog from a year ago, I found that this same time last year had also been nice, and I had spent some time sitting down by the creek. - link to last year's post
The seasons repeat, and there are certain things that will always happen in fall. The trees will turn color, the leaves fall. Nights will get colder until one night water freezes. There will be a beautiful, warm day now and then that awakens utter joy at being alive and able to experience it.
But within the cycles and overall patterns, each day, each moment, is unique. And through it all moves my life - not in a cycle, but in an arc. Every day I'm the same person, but I'm changed, in both body and mind. Or perhaps, I should say body-mind, because I increasingly realize they are not separate, but are two aspects of a single thing, me. And I am not separate from the world - I am a connected part of it.
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