"If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection.
It's a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone.
Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it's time to reflect on what's come before."
- Mitchell Burgess -
Every year as autumn arrives, I get emotional and philosophical. I analyze the world. My reason for being. Myself. I ponder life. Existence. Social causes. War. Conflict. I think about where I’m at, what I’m doing and where I hope to be. My brain works overtime as I wonder about these things and try to make sense of them all. Most of which just continue to confound me.
I think about the people I care about; the ones that are in this world, and the ones that have moved on. The memories that each one of them has planted in my mind, some happy, some sad, and the footsteps they’ve left in my heart. I reminisce about days gone by and my childhood, and feel the loss of my father and brother who are no longer here.
This yearly wistful and meditative journey is perfectly normal, of course. We are emotional creatures, after all, and many of us get thrown by autumn; a bittersweet season. A season that showers us with a magnificent rainbow of colours...and profound loss. The leaves are indeed beautiful...but they are dying.
Unlike summer where my energy and focus are directed outward, autumn is the season when I turn inwards. To wonder. To reflect. And to remember.
How do you feel when autumn arrives?
*photos above were taken last autumn*