It is important to revisit places and books because their meaning changes with the reconstruction of you. Often you catch a different essence of a character or a place further down the road of life.
Yesterday afternoon I went on a walk that I’ve been on over several hundred times. I felt a sense of awakening by the autumnal colors surrounding me: copper leaves juxtaposed with verdant green along with the ubiquitous gilded hues. The last time I’d walked this path was when the air was warm and still. The trees were lush and green and I was trying to breathe in the yet undecayed-ness of it all. There is grace in the slow departure into winter-the letting go, hibernation, dissolution. As I teach my students, everything has a cycle-the moon, the water, life. Be present while living around and within them.