FALL COLORS: CAN I BE LIKE A TREE?

We made a trip to the New England area. It’s fall time. The leaves on trees turn from green to yellow, orange, red, and every hue in between. It was quite a treat to see Mother Nature accentuate the views in all directions in Maine and New Hampshire. The trees along the roadsides, on the mountains, and the thick vegetation around the rivers, and the backdrop of the ocean, accentuate the landscape with breathtaking colors.

It’s the narrative of Mother Nature and the trees accepting and adapting to the impending colder weather, and, in so many ways, figuring out how to survive and eventually thrive again in the spring. It felt like the harmony of the trees, wearing and shedding colors, expressed through stunning landscapes. While seeing and experiencing it all, the soothing, healing, and rejuvenating aura of Mother Nature dissolved dense energies in my mind, body, and intellect. It nudged me to be part of and in resonance with Mother Nature’s collective consciousness.

Can I be just like the trees – accept, allow, and simply be with the universe evolving and expressing through me? Can I keep my mind open like a sky full of awareness for new ideas and imagination? Can I be with the stillness where intuition, voice & channel from my subconscious, and peaceful heart can be my guiding light?

I feel so humbled, blessed, and grateful to see the splendor and majesty of Mother Nature.

We planned our trip a couple of months ago – there were several contingencies to coordinate between our schedules and make it happen. As we got closer, we realized Mother Nature was ahead of schedule this year, and foliage peaked 10-14 days earlier than the norm.

Acadia National Park and the Kancamagus Highway in New Hampshire, and areas on the north side in New England, had the foliage past its peak. We kept the plan as is, and I am happy we did. The colors were still there, and the overall fun of being there close to nature made all the difference we needed and some.

The following are videos from my phone of the spots along the 30-or-so-mile-long driving loop at Acadia National Park.

We drove back to Boston, spent a day there, and then flew to New York. My “eye” for the foliage saw it in the cities. We went to Central Park in NYC on Sunday afternoon, and seeing the lake and trees juxtaposed with buildings somehow carried it “home” for me.

I hope, wish, and pray that the magic of Mother Nature and the moments of stillness from the trip carry through and help me see and express colors while back in the routine.