A pupa is the life stage of creatures undergoing transformation between immature and mature stages.
From DailyOm “Autumn’s Beauty”
Appearances deceive in autumn. The transformations undergone by living beings seem much more like endings than the transitions they really are. Dormancy, not death, is the hallmark of fall. Your priorities will likely change as nature flares into sunset brilliance and then lapses slowly into slumber, but remember to rejoice in the beauty of nature where every finale serves as an overture for a new beginning.
I removed the dead/dying Summer plants from my Zen garden this afternoon. The frost and chilly temps did a number on most of them. I added the white mums and small pumpkins. Looking at it now, I should have gotten four. I raked out a bunch of leaves. It looks so pretty. I love to sit there and hear the wind blow and the large trees overhead swaying.
It feels so good to have this pause. In Yoga it’s called “the pause between poses.” I am cherishing having this time to rest, recover, reflect and just BE. What a treat to be able to bring my kids to school, to take them on mini adventures, to make them dinner. Having missed out on all of this for the past five years, I truly appreciate the experience. I’m also detoxing from the media. I’ve cut off the constant stream of vexing information by tuning out from cable news and removing myself from Twitter, Facebook and other social media with the occasional exception on the weekend. I read The New York Times on the weekend and listen to the NYT The Daily podcast most days, but that’s it. Instead of filling my head with garbage, I’m quieting my mind.
The day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death. – Anaïs Nin
Quitting is so hard when you’re not a quitter. Everything in you says don’t be weak, don’t quit. But quitting things that aren’t working can be a creative act. An act of self-respect and the first few lines in your next chapter.
I was raised in the Catholic Church, indoctrinated to follow the GOP. Both have been revealed to be utterly toxic. I accept that – I don’t continue to hold on. As an adult I came to grips with it and made the decision to remove myself from both camps.
We look to institutions to help guide us. But when they not only fail to lead, but go further and actively attack us, why should we keep following them? Why should we continue to support and empower them?
Doing so is self-destructive. Doing so is having fealty to a false illusion. A past that was never as rosy as it seemed.
It’s scary to face the unknown. To step out of our comfort zones into the great wide open … but how lucky to have the chance.