Falling Leaves

I’ve just come from a magnificent walk outside in the falling leaves.  I don’t remember ever experiencing anything like this before.  It is a virtual storm of falling leaves  – and they float down gently on the uncharacteristically warm fall breeze on this overcast day.  Everywhere – yes, everywhere – the leaves are falling!  And as I walked the words of one of my son’s songs kept repeating itself in my head:

“Outside the leaves are falling/ all the Mysteries are calling/ me to live my dreams/ and find them out.”

The Mysteries are definitely calling today!  And They call to each of us.  Are we up to the task?  Let the leaves be a symbol of letting go and dare to live your dreams to find them out!  Grace is the result of our efforts.  Don’t be shy!

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