We went from the 31st of one month to the 1st of the next – a period of just one day, but this particular transitional event from August to September carries symbolic meaning for me. Although only a day apart, it’s a bridge between two months that respectively call up very different states of mind from my youth. August meant romping around, enjoying warm days that lasted into slowly dimming evenings, but then a small yet noticeable gnawing feeling of resistance began to set in per my awareness that it was all going to come to an end soon. Then, once school started in September, it was back to business – enormous textbooks, studying, and never-ending tests. The transition period began with enjoyment, which led to resistance, which led to both internally and externally imposed pressures of another school year.
Although the gloomy cloud of school pressures no longer hovers over my head, the changeover from August to September still carries residual thoughts and feelings of transition. Nowadays, this conversion calls up thoughts and feelings associated with my somewhat comical aversion to cool temperatures that I know are looming. This is a time of preparation as we move toward longer nights and warmer clothes, but I make the best of it. I happen to love scarves, and I am in love with the broad assortment of offerings at this time of year and find myself making new scarf acquisitions each season. I know how much I will enjoy their warmth and comfort around my neck, and I can feel that cozy happiness oozing from my pores at the very sight of them.
Here in New England, everyone has their favorite season where they begin looking forward to the things they enjoy most about that upcoming season, whether it be holidays, apple picking, sports, gardening, or lounging on the beach. And of course, people have their less preferred seasons that remind them of the struggles of shoveling snow, icy road conditions, high heat and humidity, stretches of rainy days, raking leaves on a windy day, what have you.
Seasonal transitions are compelling reminders of change and impermanence, but in truth, change happens every day, every moment, though we may not be actively aware of it. I feel that we often get lost from one day to the next, feeling a sense of dull and mundane repetition – like each day is the same as the next until a major event happens. However, this stems from our own mental perception of things. The real truth is beautifully presented by an ancient Greek philosopher – Heraclitus – in one of my favorite quotes:
“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
You, and everything around you is impermanent, changing. As an energetic being, you have a unique vibrational signature that is always in a state of flux. Personally, when I visualize what the universe might look like at its most fundamental level (beyond the limits of our human eyes), I picture the end of the first (and best!) Matrix movie. Our hero Neo sees beyond his illusion of existing as a solid, disconnected being, and realizes that he is an inseparable extension of the energetic current of the universe.
In truth, at the molecular level, we are “comprised” mostly of space, but our molecular vibrations present the illusion we are solid objects. When you think about reality from this point of view, the very idea of seasons seems almost silly, doesn’t it? Sure, they serve as nice reminders to reflect on the passage of time on our human clock, but I like to look a little deeper. Beyond the seasons, holidays, and other times of year, we can tap into that same meaningful feeling of newness and significance from day to day as each day is momentous, giving us a new opportunity to connect with our authentic nature, to be inspired and in so doing, inspire others.