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West of the cabin's front porch, there are two Maple Trees. One of
them has dropped most of its leaves. The other is still shedding.
Seeing his, I realize that, until today, I didn't notice the leaves
falling from either Tree.
As
I sit and watch the leaves fall one by one, I am aware that I could
have taken the time to witness both Trees transform to their current
state from their state of bright green leafy-ness, but I did not.
This gets me thinking about how the illusion of rapid change is
usually a result of me not paying sufficient attention to the gradual
transitions of life. I did not wake up one day at the age of fifty
four. A significant number of Winters and Springs and Summers and
Autumns have transpired to get me where I am today. Noticing the
moments of each enriches my experience of my past, and slows time.
No
matter how bare the Tree is, each leaf was released one at a time. I
have the opportunity to notice and appreciate each transition that
happens in my life, from this moment to the next, like leaves falling
from a tree. Otherwise I might wake up one day and wonder where it
all went.
Today,
I am grateful to be able to sit outside for a while watching the
leaves fall, and notice the richness of my life.
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