…yet everything is accomplished. What has happened to our lives that we move so fast we can’t feel this pace of nature’s divine perfection? That we fill our lives so full to the brim that we can’t accomplish everything and instead end up feeling overworked, overburdened, overwhelmed?
We have a love affair with nature because she offers externally what we can’t bring ourselves to create within.
On this official first day of fall, the Fall Equinox, what wisdom can we glean from the divine perfection of nature?