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Surrender to Love

Surrender to Love
Mixed media on canvas paper
11 x 14″
©2019 Louise Gallagher

The snow came. The snow left. Autumn returns, its trees a little barer, its splendor a little less vibrant. Snow riddled clouds have disappeared, the days are warmer again and winter has retreat beyond the distant horizon.

I feel content.

We had guests this week. Delightful visitors from eastern Canada where summer weather has descended the land, pushing even autumn’s hues off the calendar. For now.

And that’s the thing. Weather comes. Weather goes.

The seasons keep changing with the turning of the earth as it spins its story around the sun.

I feel joyful.

My beloved fights a cough. I am determined not to catch it. I pound back Vitamin C and other holistic remedies in an attempt to thwart off any germs that want to take hold. Thus far, I’m winning.

And that’s the thing. Germs come. Germs go.

The seasons keep changing with the turning of the earth as it spins its story around the sun.

And I feel grateful.

I sit at my desk in the soft morning light watching the sun gently kiss the sky good morning with its rosy pink hues. Cars travel across the bridge towards the city center. The river flows constantly eastward. A squirrel leaps from one tree branch to the next, hop-scotching through the forest lining the river. I watch his passage, delighting in his journey.

A leaf surrenders its hold and falls silently to the still green grass below. Piano music plays softly in the background.

And I feel at peace.

The seasons keep changing with the turning of the earth as it spins its story around the sun.

A new day is dawning. Filled with sights, smells, sounds and delights.

And I surrender to its possibilities.  I surrender to Love.

Rainy Days & Mondays. Autumn Leaves and Falling.

Autumn is a season of contradictions.

Summer’s lazy days are fading into cooler mornings and chillier nights. Turning calendar pages  remind us to get back into the swing of fall.

School’s in. Traffic thickens. Busy begins to fill our calendar days.

In summer’s fading light, shortening days remind us to prepare. To gather our resources, to husband our energy in readiness for the long cold nights of winter to come.

And always, life is calling us to awaken.

I awoke this morning.

Fall is in the air.

Skies are laden. Rain hangs lightly in the air. Leaves are turning. The world is slowly turning golden.

I awoke this morning and remembered I had nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. It is a long weekend Monday.

I lay in the bath. Savoured the early morning quiet. The hot water easing muscles aching from yesterday’s marathon garage clean in preparation of winter’s approach.

I lay in the bath, sipped my latte. Stared up through the skylight at the rain lightly peppering the glass.

Ah yes. Autumn leaves are falling. Nights are growing longer.

I awoke this morning.

Fall is in the air.

Life is calling me to awaken.