The rusty days of Autumn have swept in with the chill of northern winds. Only a few obstinate trees deny the sun's retreat, stretching higher, farther, drinking every last drop of chlorophyll from their still-green leaves. Soon, they too will surrender to the chill and fading light.
These days are magic. No other season holds such great power to impart such a breadth of emotion. In a day's time, we experience the joy of a new season, the thrill of a world ablaze with color, the great potential of that which is new. We become deeply introspective, aware of the looming potential of loss, sorrowful.
10 days ago, I lost my grandfather. 7 days ago, we laid him to rest in a quiet, sprawling cemetery beneath two, twisted, yellow-leaved trees. Yesterday, I celebrated the love of two dear friends and witnessed the miracle of their lives becoming one. On Tuesday, I will again hear my baby's heartbeat. It won't be long before I feel the bump of feet and legs and arms.
It is all too much, and yet, it is just enough. These are the days for which I am most thankful, those in which my eyes are opened to the sacredness of the ordinary, the joy of sorrow, the ache of joy, and, ultimately, the thread of resplendent grace running through it all.
On another note, a few links I've loved this week:
1) Grandma's How-To List for Getting Through Life - because grandma Mabel has been popping up in my dreams and I have a feeling she would give some of this advice.
2) Your Reaction to This Photo Can Tell if You're Liberal or Conservative -- read the study, too! We aren't as well-reasoned as we think, folks.
3) A Need to Walk - the art of walking.
4) Real Milk - because we're obviously doing milk and dairy wrong.
5) Pecan Spiced Buttermilk Pancakes -- drool worthy.
6) Fall Veg + Lentil Bowl with Goji Ginger Tahini Cream - because we've been eating too much candy and too few veggies. Also, goji ginger tahini cream...