Take a walk wherever you are and enjoy the waltz of autumn.
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Pause by the orchid. Listen to the bluebird sing. Be love.
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What’s next?
Here’s the good news, the answer to the question ‘what’s next’ is currently in you.
Have you noticed the trees recently?
The leaves are beautifully falling away right now, but where would you expect to find the next ones that are waiting to replace them?
On the inside.
Though outwardly we’re wasting away and losing our leaves, yet inwardly we’re being renewed and prepping for the next bloom.
So may you rake your leaves and be grateful for their role in this last season.
Just don’t keep trying to glue them back on.
November, December. Gratitude to Joy.
Over the weekend I started a 61 day journey through November and December with real-time reflections on the beauty that is held in these two months.
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PS – Let The Music Play Blog turned four years old today. If you’re still here, this party is just getting started.
Happy birthday, LTMP. You are not mine, but I am yours.
LTMP Podcast Episode 11: An Autumn Waltz
It’s been a while and it’s good to be back!
In this episode we talk about the beauty and the metaphors that can be found in the season of Autumn that is upon us.
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Lastly, we discuss three great books in this episode. They can all be found below in the Amazon Store.
Falling Upward – Richard Rohr.
Fail, Fail Again, Fail Better – Pema Chodron.
Autumn – By Ashton Gustafson
Ego of the trees burning away,
green to gold to bourbon fade.
Night stays long – the candle’s friend,
a majestic unwind curls spring’s next grin.
So now we may waltz with what sheds in the fall
for there’s no other way to rise through it all.
Grounded in love and making room for the bloom,
Autumn, the first verse of what’s ‘to be continued’.
Autumn
Ego of the trees burning away,
green to gold to bourbon fade.
Night stays long – the candle’s friend,
a majestic unwind curls spring’s next grin.
So now we may waltz with what sheds in the fall
for there’s no other way to rise through it all.
Grounded in love and making room for the bloom,
Autumn, the first verse of what’s ‘to be continued’…
