I love the change of seasons especially the change from summer to autumn. Growing up in New England this was an especially wonderful and spiritual time. Growing up in New England made the transition especially wonderful. The change was so visible and real. As a Boy Scout and with my family I went to New Hampshire and was always incredibly touched by the way the mountains looked painted with bright and wonderful colors. It showed the beauty of change and then symbolism of letting go in a real and passionate way. It has always been a time of reflection and deep spiritual significance for me. Those colored leaves, frost and shorter days made me reflect on changes and the inevitable need to confront change. Whatever goes away eventually comes back again. Autumn is the going away. Winter is the time of grief and spring is the delivery of the promise of renewal.
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