Life is defined as the presence of energy in its many intricate and brilliantly complex forms. I am just a traveler and observer here, carving out and exploring the many beautiful ways in which to live my life to its fullest.
I have been a gardener for as long as I can remember. The garden is a constant reminder of the shifting seasons and, to me, classically represents the phases of our lives. I spent a good part of my afternoon Monday cleaning out my beds and terra cotta pots and cutting the rest of my herbs to dry. Small crocks of sage, thyme, and chives were potted up to bring in for use through the cold Winter months when feet (yes, feet) of snow quietly blanket my herb garden till April. My Mother Rosemary has found her home in my breezeway for the cold season. She is now eight years old and her pot is so large and heavy that I need Jeff’s help to bring her in. The last of my lilies were cut, their dried stalks standing sentinel against the crisp Autumn breeze balanced by the waning afternoon sun. I am reminded yet again of the theme for this season…Letting Go.
I recently had an opportunity to share my passion of working with the body’s energies with a fascinating group of people during my friend Jim Donovan’s Great Rhythm Revival ~ a three-day event filled with the creation of community, art, dancing, drumming, and enriching experiences for all involved. During that particular weekend, participants and facilitators were encouraged to find what is no longer serving us…and to begin the process of Letting Go.
Please now fast forward two months as I am just returning from yet another amazing experience in Phoenix with the EEMCP. The post-class topic should be of no surprise to me ~ Mining the Gold: Transformation Through the Richness of the Season of Metal taught by the incredible Sarah Owen. What is the theme of Autumn, represented by the metal element, you ask? The theme is to pay tribute to and celebrate what has past; properly grieve and Let Go of what is no longer serving us. This past week of training by far has been the deepest and most profound for me on many levels. Should I mention the recent hospice training and practice I have participated in? I think you catch my drift. I am paying attention.
I believe I have only scratched the surface of what makes this person referred to as Jennifer Mills tick, but there is a clear message to lift off my shoulders what is no longer serving me, whether it be the annual flowers and vegetables I just placed in my compost pile two days ago…or long-standing habits within my being that are no longer helping to move me forward. Letting go is a practice which evolves differently for each of us, but clearly demonstrates how very uplifted we can become by understanding and listening to our inner wisdom and by following the natural cycle of our bodies and of the Earth. After all, this is the time of the year when my Celtic ancestors did the same by clearing the last of the harvest and preparing for the dark half of the year. I honor that tradition and find it exhilarating to look at the spaces opening up within myself (and my collection of clay pots). The seeds are ready to be sewn and I cannot wait to share the harvest of what comes to be!
Until next time, I offer these words of wisdom for better or for worse. Please take them with a grain of salt, for we each live our own individual truths. Our mission while we are here is to understand, accept, and celebrate that one very simple, but incredibly significant fact. For all this I am grateful.