Resting in Happiness
After her wild riot of color, autumn settled down for a breather. She toned her golds down to ochre, her crimsons to rust, and she began to turn her thoughts inward, stilling herself for the final leg of her performance.
Beneath the deep blue of a clear October sky, she stretched herself out across the landscape and let herself savor the satisfaction of all she had accomplished over the past few weeks.
She loved the cycle of the seasons and the part in them that she got to play, pushing her strengths and talents to their limits, taking them to new levels, just for the sheer joy of it.
It was no easy task, turning summer into winter. She took pride in the skill she brought to it, in the way she orchestrated it all with such finesse. What an honor it was, after all, to be called on for this assignment.
She still had the final act to perform, stilling the world as the nights grew to full length, ushering in the frost and snow, making sure all the seeds and creatures were properly sheltered and that the festival spirits were prepared for their turn on the stage.
But today, she could enjoy an intermission of rest, an interlude of stillness, where she could reflect on the richness of it all. It’s good to do that now and then when you’re performing the great part that life has assigned you, the one that you alone were born to play. Grab a few late October moments to follow autumn’s lead. Take stock of all you have accomplished, and rest in the happiness of it for awhile.

