How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know when it is time to move on? As with migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown. Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
Although I love autumn, there is something about the transition between summer and fall that leaves a restless feeling tickling my veins; a battle between acceptance and one last jump into the water.
A yearning for one more moment of things as they are.
But the leaves begin to wilt as a new season begins and the awkwardness of “in the middle” is upon me.
Time for me to listen to that still voice inside as I prepare for the next season of my life.
What is your inner voice telling you?