A Fall Full of Thanksgivings


𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓼𝔂𝓬𝓱𝓮...

That's how this day was. 
Water lapping rhythmically against the shore. Reeds blowing softly in the wind and not too far off in the distance, some geese looking for a place to land and rest.   
Summer end.  Fall beginnings.  
As I wrote this, I am sitting on the dock at my sister's cottage, immersed in the sounds of nature.  Feeling deeply relaxed and connected.  An orchestra of sounds.  Wind, when wind wasn't in the weather forcast, firercly, yet warmingly blowing the entagled energy away from me.  

I just love it here.  This place reminds me of how unrested I can become.  How rested I can become.  It's one of the places that allows me to deeply rest.  



We are six weeks now into the Pandemic.  Six months of what started off as a new normal, is now, for many, just normal.  It is the new way.  Nothing is normal, expected or stagnant anymore.  In fact the cosmic energy forcast for the month of October is about embracing the wierdness of who we are!  Perfect!  Everything is extraordinarily not normal.  And it's in that energy, that other states of being become possible.   Attachments to ideas, ways of being, material items and in some cases, relatiionships, somehow cease to have control over us and our emotions. 

The Fall reminds us to let go.  To let be.  And allow the natural course of things and energy to fall away from us as needed. 

I recently had an experience while getting my care service that gave me a glimpse of how this had changed for me.   When I was getting ready to leave, I realized that a silver ring had fallen off my finger.  This ring was a unique ring found on the beach of Spain when I was 18 years old.  It's become a reminder, a relic of who I was back then.  

I searched my car for it.  I searched my purse. and then decided to walk around the big loop of the autopark a few times, meticulously looking.  Something occurred for me.  I noticed myself through this whole process, that I wasn't attached to the outcome.  There was calmness when I searched.  And once I found nothing and stopped, I felt a complete unattached to this lost item.  It sounds so simple and one might ask...well, doesn't that happen for everyone?  It does not. 

Attachment to outcome of events, relationships, circumstances has been a large part of my spiritual and human evolution.  I have caused myself in many cases, much pain, wishing and wanting to control outcomes, attaching myself to a person, place or thing.   So a ring is just a ring.  But it is also massively symbolic for and to me. 

There is currently a huge evolution with people on the planet today, as we all shift together in letting go of our attachments.  Letting go of being stuck in pain, worry or sorrow over things we have no control over.  

What we do have control over, is our navigational skills through it.  And a deep seated realization that you can survive without that attachment. 

Ask yourself, who or what does it serve?  

My life would continue without this ring.  I would feel sad about losing it but attaching myself to the feeling of it, or the emotion of it but the peace that came with the realization of non attachment, was lovely.   Imagine living a life where we can let go and let be with so many other things in life. 

And in the end...with ease and grace, my ring appeared in the bottom of my purse.   And I just smiled.

On this Thanksgiving, be blessed and grateful for all the moments in life that allow you to learn about yourself.  

With love & gratitude ~ Maureen