Happy Fall Equinox. This is my favorite time of year- the Savasana of the year, where we all begin to slow and die a bit, practicing a bit more effectively each year. This week I’m sharing a beautiful poem by Mary Oliver- In Blackwater Woods. Enjoy.
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillarsof light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shouldersof the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, isnameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learnedin my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other sideis salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this worldyou must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold itagainst your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
One of my favorites… So beautiful.
love life
love this
time
of year
thank you