Cooler air. Shorter days and clock jumps. I actually revel in the changes of season. For the most part, that is. I have to admit. I am a Fall/Spring person. I love dressing in layers, with the uncertainty of the day's weather looming over me. There is just something about change that has both frightened and intrigued me.
Ecclesiastes 3 goes in depth about the inevitability of change, and both the good and bad attributes of those changes. No one or nothing is exempt from change and no circumstance exists that does not have an opposite. To every action there is a reaction. For every positive, there is a negative.
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to sow.
A time to weep and a time to laugh.
A time to get and a time to lose.
I could go on, but I encourage you, especially now to meditate on it.
While some mourn the end of summer, others celebrate a new school year (mothers especially).
I make mindful steps toward changing with the seasons because seasonal changes for me are very introspective. I set goals and make intentional steps to reach them.
Some changes are necessary and may be detrimental, but as scripture states, it's inevitable.
It's in a word, UNSTOPPABLE.
One of my very dear Sister Friends launched her movement this weekend. Another necessary change in the climate we live in. A movement created for a time such as this. Giving us our voices back and reigniting our purpose as Black women, in a society that tells us to be silent.
For every thing, there is a season...turn, turn, turn. The tides, the seasons.
It's our season now.
As I embrace the change in season and the creation of her movement, I realize that once again the seasonal circumcision of my spirit is upon me.
A time to love, and a time to hate. a time of war and a time of peace..
What I despise about myself I will learn to love or at least live with.
What I am at war with, figuratively and literally, I must find peace with.
Nothing lasts forever, except the one inevitable fact.
Change is Unstoppable, and so am I.