Every season brings forth its bounty in its own time, and our life is richer when we can take time to savor the fruit of each. In the fall we chop and carry our wood, gather the harvest, rake leaves, prepare our home for winter, and give thanks. In winter we are dormant, a time for quiet generosities, and reflection on the endurance of inner light in the midst of darkness.
In spring we prepare the soil for planting, we prune what has been lost or dried up, we feed the soil and plant what it needed, and take delight in the flowers. In summer, we tend the garden, watch for weeds and crowding, thin what needs air and sun, at rest in the freedom of long days and warm nights, losing ourselves in the gift of sweet air and time.
To surrender to the rhythms of seasons and flowerings and dormancies is to savor the secret of life itself.
~Wayne Muller, Sabbath
