Saying good bye. A farewell. A see you soon. Echoes of what has been and talk of what to come. Attachments formed, the enjoyment of people. The pleasure of having someone around. The highlights the eccentricities, the underlying essence, it shall all be missed.
We are like trees. We grow like trees, we gather ingredients, we observe, we breath. I picked up a bright red leaf, a remenant from the autumn gone by. Winter has been enjoyed and flown and spring is the current. The cycle. I started to daydream and follow the idea of leaves being a symbol for the people and experiences we have, the relationships we form. We bud and bloom, we feed these realtationships, our leaves. We live in company of many beautiful people. So many branches to life. But there is a time when change arrives. Change, differences, the new. Who knows where a relationship will go, the direction it shall take. The nutrients that we feed it. Always a gain, relationships are never worthless, infact they are often the price of life. Life without its people and our relationships would not allow us to grow or understand. Autumn comes, the elements can whisk leaves away, they can sit comfortably and find its colour until eventually the drop occurs. Will the leaf fall far from your tree, eleswhere into the world to spread its nutrients, feed another. Or will it join the soil beneath your feet to then swim in your veins to evolve and regenerate, increase the already gathered and loved qualities.
Bloom proudly and shed proudly. We are all cycling life together. Love your relationships, love their individual lives. Don’t endure and don’t long because its a circuler part of our lives. The next season is always an excited visitor. Let the seasons hang in your branches, let yourself feel the elements and love what grows on your tree through life.