As fall deepens, the last leaves give up their grasp and are carried away. But the vines clinging to the walls aren’t going anywhere.
What are you prepared to let go? What holds you steady as you do?
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I am not yet ready to convince myself that I am ready to give up various physical body activities, such as seeing, hearing, chewing, walking and other attributes that I have used for decades without thinking specifically of them. I link it somewhat to the earlier slow development of the child. However, as an adult, I am more conscious of the process, but in reverse. Perhaps the vine that holds me to contentment are the memories of my life.