Although it means we’re heading into Winter (which, in Tasmania, is cold!), I really love Autumn.
Of course there’s the obvious stuff – the changing of the leaves, and the piles of leaves on the ground, bare branches reaching to the sky, the crisp mornings and perfect-for-cuddling evenings…
But I think the best thing about Autumn is the symbology of all of that. It’s the change – it’s entering into a different state of mind. It’s taking everything that was fresh and new in the Spring and beginning to turn inward.
I view Winter as a time of reflection and self-awareness, of an inner search and reassessment of the self. And Autumn is the lead-up to that. It’s the beginning of the end of the former self, before that reassessment takes place. It’s finding your balance at the Autumnal Equinox and slowing turning in.
And, like any change, it’s a magical time of year.