Today's BlogFest2012 prompt comes from Jenny at SoVeryMe. She asked us to write about Autumn Joy. It turned into an awesome growth moment for me. Thank you, Jenny & BlogFest 2012~
Last Summer I had the divine experience of visiting Zion National Park in Southern Utah. Oh, how I wanted to return quickly – in Autumn – to attend a writing and photography workshop. I checked out prices and dates. Everything seemed to click together until that darned biopsy whispered “Melanoma”.
Just this morning, before I read the Blogfest Prompt, I was thinking “How about Yosemite in a couple weeks?” There aren’t any writing courses offered right now, but I could explore on my own, write on my own, and possibly develop some autumn writing courses for next year.
I wanted to go where Autumn lives not with a quiet whispering of sounds but with great gusts of color and passion and shouts of “The season is turning. Enjoy the silence as I change right before your eyes!”
Last year I was able to be in New England in October so I got my fill. Just last weekend a group of us ventured to Tehachapi, about 45 minutes away, to pick apples and pumpkins. This was a bit of adventure but again, like a dry creek bed compared to a mighty river of autumn. I appreciated it whole heartedly and gave my "be appreciative of what we DO have" speech as we picked apples in a deserty looking orchard instead of lush, rolling, green hills with tall apple trees.
Bakersfield’s autumn arrives in early December usually and the show isn’t so great, so I think this has clinched it. I am going to go to either Yosemite, Kings or Sequoia National Park on my own, private retreat.
I need it, badly, especially with my surgery and the slower recovery than I expected, probably because I have consistently pushed myself even in the early stages and because my energy tends toward the “high, full steam ahead” my friends haven’t slowed me down, either.
I want to smell the scent of firewood, burning, as I walk outside.
I want to hear the crunch of leaves under my feet as they are cuddled by cushy socks and sturdy walking shoes.
I want to feel the comfort of several layers, including a scarf and hat, to protect me from the cool dusk and night, as I collect some autumn images when the ray of slanted autumnal light hits the Earth, just… like… that.
I want to enjoy silence, allow myself to float into the sacred connection with the planet and with everyone else here, on it, as we share this reflective time together. Even if you aren’t with me, I will send you love and trust you will feel the oranges, reds, crackling ray of gentle light.
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© 2012 by Julie Jordan Scott
Julie Jordan Scott has been a Life & Creativity Coach, Writer, Facilitator and Teleclass Leader since 1999. She is also an award winning Actor, Director, Artist and Mother Extraordinaire. She was twice the StoryTelling Slam champion in Bakersfield. She leads Writing Camp with JJS & this Summer will be traveling throughout the US to bring this unique, fun filled creative experience to the people wherever she finds the passion & the interest.
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