Fall arrived up here on the hill and with it a lashing rain against my window, blowing the leaves to the ground. I don’t mind. This is what fall does — it reminds us of how the winds blow, how life is a series of impermanent moments.
But as the rain rattles against the glass, I am mostly glad for this quiet moment coaxing me to just sit.
To sit and breathe in life and this moment and the chance to pause. Continue reading