My dearest readers,
in the break of autumn we might celebrate the
remainders of not only a promising summer but (perhaps) already the recollection
of a successful year. However, slowly approaching a cinnamon finish we must be
aware that the outcome still hangs in the balance and it will stay that way
until we hit the ground. As for now we're floating like falling leaves, and it
is up to us on what side we land by the end of the year. Until then: keep
floating!
With only a couple of posts following after
this, I want to start you of with a few lines by Roman Payne: "It's not that we
have to quit this life one day, but it's how many things we have to quit all at
once: music, laughter, the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding
hands, the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains… if only one could leave
this life slowly!" To not stretch it too far, we shall interpret these lines in
a temporal manner, annually, and not necessarily in context with our lifeline, for
may there be many more years to come. Therefore, bear in mind that busy times
on so many ends are most likely yet to come and it is our task to manage and
balance, to pan them all out until our deeds come to a halt after the work is
done.
It is "Finish Strong!" all over again, in good
ol' fashion. And to keep the "changing-colors-in-fall" rhetoric: we are still
required to conform to the arboreal adaptation (in the sense of adjusting to
the cause of the year). The year still holds leverage over us and can affect, even
shape how we feel, for instance "like a little wave person, floating around on
the stormy sea of life" (Ruth Ozeki). But the good news is: there is still time
to do (or act)—a little less conversation, a little
more action, if you want to take twenty sixteen to the house (without showboating).
It might be tiresome, exhausting, and too
demanding (or might only feel as such), but if you want that reflective "finishing" moment to recall this year and garnish it with a little learning twist that
floats just below the surface of your success, finish what you started and keep
floating until you hit the ground and contribute to the beautiful color scheme
of dirt roads covered in fallen leaves. You don't want to land upside down, do
you? Then keep floating, not in terms of floating as an idle flowing (cf. Criss
Jami), but more in the sense of surprising ease and keeping the momentum up.
Consequently, I want to make you all perceive the fall not as a depressive period to whine after a summer passed. See it more as an opportunity to add a little flavor to your (overall) year—a little less fall season, but a little more seasoning added to your fall. Spice it all up in the end; it's not too late (yet). Let the wind (and sometimes a heavy wind chill) carry you along the course you've set earlier this year, and make sure you look good and content and beautiful when you hit the ground. #MomentumToGo
