On this freakishly hot October day, the leaves are falling like rain from the trees. The crunchy sound hits the deck, almost like sleet or hail, only the skies are a brilliant, cloudless blue. It's strange how the tree and bush and grass colors are so very fall-like (and some of them, almost garishly so!) but the temperatures are all wrong. I haven't researched this, but it seems to me like they are falling from dryness, not frost, since we haven't officially had any frost. And I'm hearing birds that sound springlike.
Yet in the middle of climate chaos, there have indeed been wonders. At the end of the window of opportunity, out in the country, I saw the comet (after days of close calls caused by jet trails) and it was a wonderful reminder of the vastness of space and our inability to control it.
After talking about wanting to say "yes" (or at least to stop saying "no"), I had a few days of bouncing around with too many "no's" and feeling out of my element. However, nature seems to be the antidote. When I see a hawk, a sunset, the stars, comets or meteor showers, then manmade irritants fade into oblivion. I also hear clearer "yeses" when I write in my handwritten journal. I'm still connected to my source, miraculously! Thank the Goddess!
