Changing of Seasons
We are in that time of year known as fall or autumn. It is a time when the weather hints at what is to come while still giving us a taste of what has been. It occurs four times a year but this time of year, the bridge between summer and fall seems the most… I’m not really sure what to call it. For those that are generally in the path of hurricanes, it can be a time of waiting and praying. For those who have eagerly anticipated the return of American football, it is a time of rejoicing. For those who thrive on holidays, it is the beginning of three heavily celebrated in the United States and worldwide – Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Hanukkah/Christmas/Kwanzaa.
It is that time of year that spans a period of laziness and summer vacations with the start of many school terms, much like Egypt spans three continents – Europe, Asia, and Africa. Egypt is the world’s only Eur-afra-sian country since it is bordered by the Mediterranean on the north as it shares a northern border with the Gaza strip and Israel, the Gulf of Aqaba to the east, the Red Sea to the south as well as Sudan, and Libya on the west. It was an area that connected the earliest beginnings of man with the spread of mankind, both to the Far East and to Europe and beyond.
This past week, a hurricane traveled into the Caribbean and then visited Florida to travel up the Atlantic coastline. There was no last goodbye as tourists had hoped. They were deprived of celebrating the passage for summer, no bridging of summer and fall. Weather forecasts have now tracking another hurricane and the bridge between seasons appears lost as those in the affected areas continue to feel the effects of the most recent past while others once again prepare for the eminent future.
Often life gives us chances that somehow seem to fall flat. IF we could only tweak the timing or change just one little decision, we might have become something better or greater, something extraordinary. We are encouraged in such times to look for the silver lining but often, seeing the positive will be difficult. It often is hard to see past our disappointments to find the positive, to bridge one hour of our life to another. A shaman was quoted as saying, “A story is like the wind: it comes from a distant place and we feel it.”
Today you will write the story of you. You may not have control over the setting, the characters, or even the action to a large part, but you do have control over yourself. We make a choice each and every hour whether to act or simply react. The story we write today will connect the seasons of our lives. That story will either give meaning to our lessons learned or illustrate lost opportunities.
Steve Jobs knew the value of making each day an opportunity: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”
We cannot help others if we fail to help ourselves. The changing of the seasons is nature’s way of reminding us that each day is a new beginning, a new change to make the ordinary extraordinary.