Happiness and Pleasure

Summer, fall, winter, and spring... Growth, harvest, death, and rebirth

We are in fall here in Austin, Texas. Personally, I love the fall but energetically it's always a weird time of the year. I liken it to all living things working at their own pace to sort out their learnings from the growth of summer. It feels like magic, yet messy at times. This is the stage smack dab in the middle of life and death, and if you look around you might notice that some are still in their life stage and others in their death. It can be disorienting if you compare it to the place that you find yourself but the lucidity of knowing that our life goes in cycles always brings me back into balance and I hope the same it true for you. "Are you feeling it kick in?"

I've been practicing honoring the cycles within my own journey, each important for what it brings. Right now, it's acknowledgment. No more and no less than recognizing the expansion and evolution. For me, this is not a time to make decisions, or to spend tons of time doing inner work or heavily manifesting anything. Though, all of these things have had their place this year and it's been fun. This is a time for me to reflect, be patient, not force. Debatably the hardest thing anyone could ask me to do (lol). At least during all the other seasons there were call to action, something I could perceive forward movement from. I ask myself and others, why? Why do we feel inferior when we aren't moving forward? When we aren't busy working towards something or on something? Is it our society? Is it technology? Is it something inside of ourselves? Is it the over connectedness of everything these days that makes us feel like we can't truly connect to anything at all? I pose these questions and admittedly I do not have the answers thought I wish I did. And, perhaps the answer would be different for each anyway.

On my walk today I found this mosaic sidewalk, I probably looked insane as I got down on the ground and inspected each tile. There were tons of little details and each made me feel different things but the one that I couldn't get out of my head was the snake. Maybe you would see this snake and recall a funny memories from your grandpa's farm when you used to chase snakes, or when your mom stepped on one barefoot out in the garden but for me... I saw the snake and recalled an intense season of spiritual growth. Snake imagery so strong that it damn near still haunts me today. The time I got a snake tattooed on my arm to remind me to always accept and shed the skin that no longer fits and subsequently a longgggg season of transformation. I sat there with the tile and smiled because for the first time in over a year I can literally feel that it's time to move into my life's next chapter. I have no idea what that entails but I feel happiness and pleasure for what has been. I honor this journey. I honor my transformation. I honor those I've lost along the way. I honor all parts of myself. I honor the cycles. Most importantly, I honor this human experience that I call life.

Am I still awake Or did I start dreaming? I'm an animal Tripping on existing All this self awareness I swear it's killing me I'm an animal And I just want to feel Happiness and pleasure Come to me Whatever whatever Let it be

With great patience,

Mandeebeth