Tuesday, September 22nd: the autumnal equinox.
I’ve always felt a connection to this day because of my name. I’m happy to claim it and the significance of the season as part of my identity. Not only am I in love with its outward beauty (the smells and the colors), but also the beauty of the metaphors that it contains (dormancy, death bringing new life, metamorphosis…).
Carrie Newcomer puts it this way:
leaves don’t drop, they just let go,
and make a space for seeds to grow.
and every season brings a change,
a tree is what a seed contains,
to die to life is life’s refrain…
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