The First Frost
The first frost on an October new moon
I woke up early this morning and decided to head to the wetlands for a walk before starting work. I feel so lucky to have such a beautiful space on my doorstep and it’s become a ritual of mine to walk the 5k loop as often as possible. I love watching as the landscape changes each week.
Today, on the October new moon, we experienced the first frost and as I arrived at the wetlands the sun was just rising, gracing everything with a magical quality. The landscape seemed to sparkle as the sunlight hit the frosted edges of the leaves, and a mist rose - it felt like nature was reflecting my own feelings of waking up on a chilly Monday morning.
There I was, completely alone aside from the migrating Geese honking gently in the background, and it struck me how constant nature is. No matter what we are experiencing or going through in life, nature is always there. Calling us home.
And so there, on the new moon and with the first rays of the autumn sun hitting my face, I whispered my intentions for this new season.
Release and receive.
Just as the trees are shedding their leaves, so too am I releasing what no longer needs to be carried. I’m ready to receive all that is eager to flow to me in this new phase. And it feels good.