Why Autumn is the best time to slow down
Even though the summer months are usually the only time we see any warmth in England, every September as autumn timidly emerges from her slumber everyone seems to celebrate. Knitwear, open fires, crumbles and cosy drinks reign supreme and we all rejoice.
As this year has unfolded and my ever continuing quest to slow down has remained, I’ve started to notice the real personalities of our wonderfully changeable seasons. Beyond the pumpkin spice lattes and chunky knits, I think it’s the true heartbeat of autumn that calls to us. What defines that heartbeat to me is the chance to slow down.
As the leaves fall and the temperatures drop, nature reminds us at every turn, there is a time to reap, a time to sow and a little time to just be slow. With the nights drawing in and many a day not too suitable for outdoor activities, we find ourselves retreating indoors and somehow it feels ok to sit on the sofa with a hot drink and a book and call this an afternoon well spent. Somehow the slowness of nature’s activities give us permission to slow down too.
When we do venture out on the most precious of days; the sunny autumn day, there is so much wonder to behold. So much is changing, but the leaves do not race and the conkers do not disappear as soon as they have touched the ground. Each leaf turns almost imperceptibly until one day the fresh green seems magically replaced by a joyful ruby red.
As in Spring, when buds begin to shoot, we watch with a little more care as the world around us changes, our human activities put into perspective by the unwavering return of another season. And hopefully we sit in stillness just a little bit longer, to remember our own remarkable place in this world.