Nature is a great teacher and a great healer. I escaped the city because I needed some space, I needed a change of scenery, I needed to shake everything up to gain a new perspective. I needed to see beauty to believe there is still beauty in the world. I needed to breathe big breaths, cry big cries, and begin figuring out how to let go of big things. I needed nature to guide me.
The leaves know how to let go. They do not fight or resist. They accept they cannot stay green forever, so they turn brilliant shades of yellow, red, and orange.
They accept they cannot hang on to the limb forever, so they let go. They simply let go.
Why, as humans, do we resist change when nature so easily shifts through the seasons? A tree does not freak out or lose its roots because its leaves are changing colors or falling off. A tree stays steady and strong through all of the seasonal changes.
I spent a lot of time pondering change, letting go, and trying to deeply connect to my roots, my unshakeable foundation that feels a little shaken and cracked at the moment. Nature knows how to shift, change, let go, and start anew when it is time. I too, as painful as it may feel, can shift, change, and let go so that I may start anew when it is time.
Nature offered me what I believe to be a sign, an offering that I can blossom through this season of my life, in the form of a single purple (my favorite color) flower.