Fall Into Change

The closing of one is the beginning of another, and the foregoing can apply to many things in our lives. As we are facing another in the seasons of change, and to the incoming; Fall, has become the tradition of showing changes.

Through the many visual aids or arts in change, and to our realization of what it all could mean. Only if one is paying attention. Are you? True to the statement that something must die; so, another can start a new life-all in the process of moving forward.

The question is, so why then are we still going over the same path or things in our lives? Are you standing outside looking in…are you looking in for going outside?

As I continue to observe my surroundings as I travel through life’s maze; not so much outside of me, but more in my mind maze of thoughts. It all started when we were asked to turn back the time; I was having a discussion with a friend about the correct time at that time.

Tist the season, to presenting change, from green to many colors, which takes us into the black& white. I then remembered a statement, fall back and spring forward, that led me to this…if progress is about moving forward, then why are we moving back every fall to move forward in the spring?

One may or many will say it’s the circle of life. I am asking, are we not just setting limits for ourselves, in doing so? Seriously though, can we really change the time? Are we truly changing time when we do it?

By the way, can we truly say these moves falling back and springing forward has it really helped us? Ponder that for me and if anyone can shed some light on this, I would like it, please. I continued my daily journey, during that time till putting these words in this form.

I took a road trip and during it, I came to see how the universe uses nature and other things to reach us, once again if we are paying any attention. At this point you are asking where I am going with this, without too many details about the trip, let’s sum it up. On, the trip and during my observations, I observe a Hawk perch checking things out, and later a Blue Jay presenting his or herself by flying by. Not once, but twice, then came the Wolf, putting all the messages together.

The Wolf for me, is the teacher in all the messages on this trip, but sometimes we just won’t listen or take the action that is required. Well, I got some sleep after the trip, woke up the next day, went out to see my friend, and shared my trip and experience. That same afternoon I returned to find a Hawk, the same or another, earlier had hit my window and broken his neck.

I stopped and took a deep breath and with that breath, something hit me that I did not get the messages from the night before. I took some more, deep breaths and picked up the Hawk, and laid it to rest, while I call another friend to see what they would make of this.

During the call is when I would realize the message of the hawk before and after; was all about taking RISK and it comes with a price. Even to give up your life! After that I thanked him or her for the gift, I kept some of its feathers and sent it back, from whence it came.

In recognition of change, which is always around us- the question is, are our changes, are they by choice or circumstance? And am I allowing it to affect my relationship with the people around me that I have met?

Further realizing that we cannot force people to be more than they believe they can be, even if they will not admit it to themselves. The most common thing I hear so much about is one saying...I am this way, because of the way I was brought up or my parents taught me.

My dead Hawk taught me if you want something go get it; if you want an answer…ask the question, finally you will never know until you take that step, to, what will be the outcome.

To our Changes and their realizations!

Neriah

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