The teacher of the art of letting go…
Autumn is a living metaphor for the necessary losses that shape our human lives: What falls away reveals the imperative beneath the superfluous, making what remains all the more precious — the fleeting colors, the fading light, the embering warmth. It is a teacher in the art of letting go — what has ceased to nourish, what has lost its vital spark, what no longer serves. Maria Akopova
What I find beautiful about fall is that it is beautiful everywhere. I made plans to go to Virginia this weekend and Massachusetts next weekend, but I'm not sure if it’s possible because my mom is not feeling well. But if anything, I can always catch a train and go somewhere in NY or LI to my favorite places. Autumn is beautiful everywhere.
The teacher of the art of letting go…
Autumn is a living metaphor for the necessary losses that shape our human lives: What falls away reveals the imperative beneath the superfluous, making what remains all the more precious — the fleeting colors, the fading light, the embering warmth. It is a teacher in the art of letting go — what has ceased to nourish, what has lost its vital spark, what no longer serves. Maria Akopova
What I find beautiful about fall is that it is beautiful everywhere. I made plans to go to Virginia this weekend and Massachusetts next weekend, but I'm not sure if it’s possible because my mom is not feeling well. But if anything, I can always catch a train and go somewhere in NY or LI to my favorite places. Autumn is beautiful everywhere.