Autumn In Everything
The autumnal equinox, today, is when the sun crosses the plane of the equator away from our hemisphere, making day and night of equal length. Today is the day when light and dark have found perfect balance. Marking the first day of fall, this is also a time for harvest where summer yields its last fruits and – back in the day anyway – we were storing and prepping for winter. Now, we can go to the market and buy watermelon on Christmas. I digress already!
The autumnal equinox is ripe with metaphor certainly, but there was a time not that long ago – relatively – when the seasons and nature set the tone for our intentions. We aligned ourselves with the earth in not just a harmonious gesture of homage, but because it worked well to get the most out of life.
The many incarnations of the iPhone and almighty Instagram and Facebook themselves do not have to pull us completely away from such practices. It’s still ok to be harmonious with nature. We haven’t all given up on that yet, have we?
In terms of the autumnal equinox, what does that mean then? How can we celebrate today in a deeper context that is applicable to our lives even when they are oh so modern and impossibly tech-driven? I say a seasonal transition is as good a time as any for reflection.
The most glaring thing we can draw from an equinox is balance. This is a perfect time to explore restoring balance in our lives. Which would mean for many of us — me included — that the phone probably needs to be put down more often. Devices could be shut off for a while. Books could be read, games played, company kept. More yoga perhaps? Or mobility or recovery to complete your true fitness practice? Maybe a little more fun? Where could you find more balance in your life?
Today is the exact transition point from longer days to longer nights. Anciently, today is a reminder of the cycles of not just the seasons, but of life and death. The last harvests of dying plants make way for new seeds to be planted. Transitioning from summer to fall screams what many philosophers and poets have: That everything is temporary. Stay with me now … this doesn’t necessarily have to be all doomsday, but is simply a call to appreciate everything around us now, while it’s here. Wallace Stevens wrote, “Death is the mother of beauty.” The most beautiful moments are not around forever. A sunrise, the hug of a child – these things will never be exactly the same. Enjoy them, cherish them, like right now.
In the spirit of this cycle, we can use this time to let go. The autumnal equinox is a time of relinquishment. Release what has been a burden. Let go of whatever doesn’t serve you. For some, that may simply mean getting out of the way. Generosity can characterize the act of letting go, too. Being able to let go, to renounce, and to give generously all come from the same source within us. Just as letting go is liberating, so is the act of generosity. They both give us a profound sense of freedom. How can you practice letting go and/or being more generous with your time, talent, resources, and self?
Since seasonally this is a time of harvest, you can always do an inner harvest. What have you accomplished over this last year or the last few months? It should all be celebrated and acknowledged not just for the simple act of patting yourself on the back, but this acknowledgement can restore gratitude. If you can be thankful for your own gifts, body, spirit, quest to live and be better, you are usually much more generous with gratitude to those and experiences around you.
And because I’m deep, literary Diz today, here is a paragraph from Ray Bradbury’s Long After Midnight illustrating the light and dark, the depth and levity of autumn:
Everybody sat in the dark cellar, suspended in the suddenly frozen task of this October game; the wind blew outside, banging the house, the smell of pumpkins and apples filled the room with smell of the objects in their fingers while one boy cried, “I’ll go upstairs and look!” and he ran upstairs hopefully and out around the house, four times around the house, calling, “Marion, Marion, Marion!” over and over and at last coming slowly down the stairs into the waiting breathing cellar and saying to the darkness, ‘I can’t find her.’
Then… some idiot turned on the lights.”
A) 20 Front squats (+2%)
B) 3 Rounds for quality (RFQ) on the 7:00
1 Circuit of “Tuminello’s Plate Circuit (Minus Lunges)”*
100m Sandbag front carry
Max effort kipping pull-ups
*“Tuminello’s Plate Circuit (Minus Lunges)”
8 Bentover rows
8 Diagonal chops (Right)
8 Diagonal chops (Left)
And Coming Wednesday
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