Words of Wonderfall leaves fall

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Emily Brontë

As I look out of my window, between the water drops of rain lashing down, I see swirling leaves of all shades of colour, joining the weather. I recognise that we are entering another difficult time as the arrival of Autumn coincides with more restrictions on us from a second wave of Covid 19.  It seems poignant somehow.  It reminds me of how learning to accept, allow and embrace the present moment is so important in the cycle of life. Just as the seasons change – each with its’ minute details – so there will be growth and joy after the rest that winter brings. I take on board the message to rest with it, knowing that Spring will come again in all sorts of ways as we ride the cycles of life.


Take care and take pleasure in the small things as we snuggle down this Autumn.

Warm wishes




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