Reflections On A Season
I'd like to open with a poem I wrote several years ago, inspired by the late autumn landscapes featured in the film, Hoosiers.
Come along to a sensual vista of beauty rare
And stark measure
To a field at epoch in season changing
The bountiful harvest long ago reaped
Leaving the earth solitary and void
Take my hand and gaze with me
This montage of spectral twilight
Swirling on canvas of perfect horizon
Feel with me the chill of winter's eve
And the warmth of wool
Follow trails of mist from deep in our lungs
The peace of the heartland
The praise of our souls
Shhhh silent now
Hear the wind dance with her lovers
How dear it is
Can you feel this joy
Will you know this pleasure
The onset of autumn can be emotionally and mentally challenging for those of us enduring a mood or anxiety disorder.
Those with depressive leanings begin to anticipate the misery of seasonal affective disorder. And the change in daylight hours affects those who deal with degrees of mania. Anxiety disorder sufferers often have difficulty absorbing the profound environmental changes.
And, of course, knowing the holidays are within arm's reach can bring despair, as well as joy. Both can have profound impact.
I absolutely love this time of the year - the sensations of cooler air, the sun less intense, even the light of day becoming shorter. All of it reaches so deeply within my soul. And the emotional, mental, and physical manifestations bring me great pleasure.
Yet I know the same may not be the case for you. Even the image above may bring you great distress. At one time I felt exactly the same.
It's my hope that somehow this particular seasonal transition will be different for you. Perhaps something in the poem reached you. Or maybe knowing my perception and reception of the season completely changed may help.
For now, even if you have to blindly rely upon another's feelings; try to remain open to a new feeling for the season. It truly is within your power and authority to change.