And, like a dream, glides away."
~ Sarah Helen Whitman
Ack!! I woke up this morning to the sound of geese flying over my home, honking loudly. No, I thought. It cannot be that they are already flying south. Winter will be long. Then tonight during a walk, I saw red leaves on a tree. No, I inwardly screamed. Stop!! I cannot do it. I cannot yet let go of summer. The temperatures have dropped down to single digits at night. I am wearing slippers and a sweater around the house. I have closed all the windows too. Sigh. I detest summer’s gathering up of her robes of glory. Stay a little longer. Linger. Please. Conflict grows within. Don’t go, Summer. Please. I try to reconcile within myself about my desire to hang on. Autumn has a glory of its own but I do not welcome it as I should here. Living on the east coast, I relished in the colours.
Today’s mass readings were all about conflict and peacemaking. The call to love your neighbour by not doing harm is a challenging one. So often we are oblivious to the fact that we have injured someone’s emotions. I ask for grace to let go where I need to and move on where I must.
This is an odd comment but when I logged on I happen to notice that I have as many page views as the year of my birth—1961. That made me chuckle.
Peace,
Suzanne
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