Fall is like the sprint at the end of a race…

You know what I mean right? It that part of our manifesting that propels us to action. To finish what we started…the do or die. I hate to say it quite like that…but it pretty much is.

Think about it…

Let’s look at a very rudimentary view of the seasons.

Spring…start, excited full of ideas and hopes…possibilities. The thought is planted in our being.

Summer…This is where we really start to cultivate and nurture our ideas our plans. This is also the point of exhaustion, with the combination of the heat and long days we can start to tire out…start to lose site of how it will all come together. It depends on the event or plan that has been planted to grow…it can easily be seen as daunting and unachievable. This is where we need to remember to look to the sun, to find the confidence and strength to persevere and have faith. Many give up here, only to repeat the adventure later on…sometimes much harder than the first time.

Fall…the sprint I was talking about. This time of the year, as we start to see the changes happening all around us in nature, we start to believe change is once again possible. And actually more than possible, highly probable. We gain a renewed sense of confidence in our plan, which now we view as our dream. We see the end in sight… We hear the crowd cheer us on. Regardless how tired we are we plunge ahead with gusto. Fall brings results. Now the results we see may not be what we expected or what we thought we wanted, but they are there.

Winter…I shall elaborate on winter closer to the season. In the mean time, what do you think winter represents?

Fall is my favorite time of the year and it always has been. I feel so energized, so ready to live. My confidence is usually at an all time high and at times I have even felt invincible. I have never really fully understood it. An at the same time I have never challenged it.

I remember back in high school I had started dating this boy. I liked him for many reasons but the main one at that time was because he seemed to be out of my league (something that was pointed out to me by a fellow student). First off I was incredibly flattered, and felt that at the time we really hit it off. What does this have to do with The season?

I know…I am getting there I promise. I remember sitting in his truck…talking, yes…we were really just talking. While we were talking I mentioned my love for the Fall…the best time of the year. He replied that he hated Fall…I was stunned, who I’m their right mind could hate Fall? No really…who?

I asked him….why?.

He said because of football practice fall equalled pain to him. I can remember just sitting there thinking how very sad that was. I told him that I was sorry. He was confused. I told him that I was sorry because, fall…offers us so so so much beauty.

So remember, to look around you. Enjoy what you see as your sprinting towards that finish line. Embrace whatever results you achieve. Reward yourself for the goal…the perseverance through the challenge of the hot summer…the rays of doubt that are splashed upon you. Rejoice in your ability to manifest your dreams…your future.

I hope this post make some sense. I have not made my class in a few weeks and I can lose touch with my inner self a bit when that happens.

Tonight I picked a few topics from my blog jogger list I created…and what was born from that,well…you just read it. If I think about it…it was like an out of body experience. You know what I mean? Like the time you drive to work…or home… And you get there and you stop and look around thinking….how the heck did I get here?

Namaste’