All Who Wander Are Not Lost

I went on a walk through the woods last weekend, taking in the fall colors, which were nearly at their peak. The richness of the fiery reds, the brilliant golds and yellows, and the shimmering oranges were quite breathtaking. Even the browns added a texture to the landscape that enhanced the grander as well as closeup views. My senses woke up as I took in deep breaths of the crisp fragrance of season as nature hung in the balance between life and hibernation. As each step was met with either a crunch or the soft cushion of newly fallen leaves, I pondered on how, mere weeks ago, most of these leaves were attached to the arches of branches above me, in a shared green that was beautiful but not as distinct as now. Yet, there is something to appreciate in all seasons. At the heart of their purpose, none of the seasons are better than the others. All have their purpose. Each have their beauty and challenge and everything in between. Plus, not everyone experiences them in the same way.

The same can be said about human beings. We are not meant to stagnate. There are understood stages of life and development: pregnancy, infancy, the toddler years, childhood, puberty, older adolescence, adulthood, middle age, and the senior years. We are ever-evolving, physically, mentally and spiritually, with many factors mixed into the process… that is, if we recognize our need and longing to evolve, to open ourselves to a new learning, and to allow ourselves to expand, to the best of our abilities, with where we are, right now. Sometimes we get stuck. Sometimes we need to hibernate to heal and recover. There is purpose in that as well. It’s all ok. And when being stuck or hibernating has served its purpose, you may recognize your desire for something else. For something more. To move from where you are. For something to ease.

As there are seasons in the natural world, there are seasons in our own lives. Many things come with those seasons. There is ever unfolding new life, growth, warmth, bitterness, turbulence and calm. There are storms, battles, joys, difficulty, pain, freedom, and satisfaction. As I move through my own seasons in life, I find I need companions along the way. That’s what I’ll be exploring here as I write about and process throughout this life I’ve been given. You’ve been given life as well. I invite you to join me on this path as I take steps, absorbing what I see, hear, feel, taste, and sense.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring