Clouds cover the sky. Rain looms in the forecast. A sleepy cat rests in my lap. The end of the week is here. A sigh of relief billows up and out. Tired from the upstart of school and traveling this past weekend, I sit. One daughter finished golf season last night, the other is still busy with cross-country. October offers a relief from the whirlwind of September’s schedule.
The last days of summer are drawing near, as leaves begin to change and release their grip, flowing seamlessly to the ground. At the same time, this season of parenting is changing. My children are releasing their grip on me. They are finding their way to the ground, flowing from one direction to another, not sure where they will end up. I am their tree; stable, steady, and strong. I am here, in the forest, waiting to see where they land.
The tree does not help the leaves let go. It does not pluck them off and throw them to the wind. It does not pull them down and toss them away, while they are still green. Its grip does not tighten, with every impending storm. It allows them to mature and transform into brilliant colors, then gently and with ease, delicately descend to the earth.
Nature provides brilliant lessons for us, if we pay attention. All that we need to know, is not solely found via a search engine. This innate wisdom can be located in our environment, if we stop, rest, and listen. The tree and the leaves are teachers of truths. Information that is felt from the heart, not the head is the lesson. School is in session. Kids are growing. Whether they are ready to let go and shine on or they still need to hold tight for another season, is up to them. You, are the tree. Remain grounded, firm, and flexible, as you nurture and prepare them for their next swirling and twirling adventure.
Susan J. McFarland
September 21, 2018
Susan J. McFarland