The chlorophyll exits the foliage, and what remains? The true colors of the leaves, previously obscured by efforting towards the sun, towards nutrition, towards life, towards reproduction, are now revealed. The brilliance of reds, oranges, yellows, goldens, and purples, glow forth. The fertility of the green goddess is removed like a dressing gown. In the buff, the Crone struts her stuff.
Wisdom, knowledge, and experience replace ignorance, naïvety, and ignorance. As we sync with nature and her rhythms, our losses become true gains.
What are your true colors? How have your efforts obscured them? When maturity beckons, will you greet it with open eyes and arms? Ki to Happiness welcomes its process, as well as your questions, comments and contributions…