I smelled it for the first time the other night. I opened the door and there it was, the crispness, sharp and alive came wafting into my home.. the first hint of fall. It is coming, the change is in the air.
I have always liked the fall and I have always thrived on change. I guess it’s in part because of the way our school system is set up, that September has always seemed like the beginning of a new year filled with new direction and new possibilities, much more than the official New Years Day in January. But for me autumn is also a time for turning inward, looking carefully toward my own center. It is clear now that the days are getting shorter, the amount of light is decreasing, winter (the darkness) is approaching.
Things are changing, we are at an edge, a transition, we are moving across a boundary, the boundary between summer and fall. The equinox, aequis=noxicum is a special place in the earth’s journey around the sun, a midway point. We now have exactly 12 hours of light, 12 hours of dark. There is now a balance.
As I seek this balance I ask the questions: where have been I been, where do I want to be, who have I hurt, who has hurt me, who have I loved, who has loved me, what have I learned, what do I wish to learn, how have I given, how have I taken. These questions are brought inward and as the season progresses, the sun drops lower and lower in the sky, the darkness increases, all these questions come home.
My image of the yearly movement is of a dancer spinning on her toes, wheeling around with her arms outstretched and then slowly pulling her arms in and tucking her head down and closing her eyes and moving toward the darkness in the middle, embracing herself. And then spinning into spring, arms slowly moving out, eyes opening, head thrown back, unfolding, opening up to more and more light, totally embracing the world and all it has to offer.. in a never-ending circle of dance.
This is Michael Ellis with a Perspective.