On my way from dance class, the chilly wind in my back and a bright moon above me in the dark night sky…
The autumn is here. Multicolored leaves on the ground, leaving the trees exposed, bare and ready for another cold winter to come.
Moon was lightning up my road, and a single star was to be seen up in the sky.
A funny thought made me stop and stare up in the nightsky. Mr. Moon was smiling back, as if he was trying to say that even though it’s dark now, things will brighten up. I am not sure if he wanted to say that the sun will be back in a couple of hours to bring back the light to the world, or that the light actually is within me – all of us to be correct.
Regardless, there I was. Looking up in the sky just as there was some hazy air wrapped all around me. Having the wind in my hair got me thinking that seasons come and go, and as they do, life sure does take me on amazing adventures. Some good, some bad, but for sure, they hardly ever keep me bored.
In my part of the world, seasons change rather rapidly and quite often. We have spring, summer, autumn and winter. And they are all very unique and differ a lot from one another (although I am always joking that we have three seasons in Sweden; “soon-there-will-be-winter, winter and we-just-had-winter”)
But for real, all of the four seasons have their own mystique to bring to the world. I can say for sure, that I prefer spring to autumn, and heath before cold, but I want snow to be on the ground when it’s christmas… (actually, this year, it’s rather unclear if there will be any snow before new years eve… climate change, anyone?)
So, what strikes me is that we somewhat expect the seasons to come back. After summer there has to be a period of rainy autumn. If the winter would come directly after the summer, I guess it would feel somewhat awkward. Wouldn’t it?
But you know that there will be spring after the cold, grey and snowy (hopefully) winter. Like old friends, you know that they will be back, to bring that little extra something that only the seasons can give you. Rainy autumn, snuggle-up winter, expectant spring and adventurous summer. And they come when you need them the most. When the rain has poured down long enough, and you have drunk enough tea in your couch together with that blanket and you are fed up with reading books, then comes the winter. Bringing snow, ice-skating rinks, and sledging. And once your fingers can’t take any more of the cold, drumroll, then comes the spring. Making sure that trees and flowers come back to life. With its joy to kickstart life, you know that times are changing. And what you never took time to do last year, here goes your new chance.
Once you’ve made plans for the year, there it comes. Lazy and adventurous summer! With the heat, sunshine for long, long hours, and love in the air. People suddenly change their moods and approach to life (that sure is worth mentioning, perhaps in later post. But yes, people are different in the winter compared to the summer… incredibly significant in my part of the world).
Then comes the autumn again. With its colourful and playful leaves… and so it goes, starting all over again. And I have to admit that I like it. A lot even.
Now, I once was told that it is not just the seasons that change and come to us when we need them the most. But so does people. New faces, old faces… but especially new faces. The person telling me this had a theory that we meet certain people when we need them the most in life. No matter the reason or cause, they come to us to help us out. When we need to make a decision, to learn something – about ourselves or about life. Made me think that, what if that is the case? Can it be, that people are brought together because they need each other? There must be a winter to freeze the world a little so that spring can bring leaves and flowers back to life? And the summer needs to warm up the oceans so that there can be rain in autumn?
Two people meet when they need it the most. For whatever reason. (This is a question about destiny or faith, isn’t it?) But not only is the question if two people are already destined to meet, but there is a purpose for them to do so. Because one, or maybe both of them, needed it just then and there. Now, I’m not saying that this is wrong. Neither am I saying that it’s correct. But I found the theory of my friend to be quite interesting, and to be perfectly hones with you, the people closest to me, I got to know under circumstances where I needed just someone like them in my life. They all taught me something, and brought something unique to my life, that I sometimes didn’t even know that I needed.
Not sure if you are buying the theory, but since I first heard about it, I sometimes think that there just might just be it. Makes sence to me at least. (And since this is not really an open discussion for you to argue with me here…)
Regardless, I will keep believing that the people we meet, they come into our life for a purpose. This is also one of the many reasons for why I really enjoy meeting new people. They all give me something back in life. Teach me a lesson. And I am not the first one to back down on getting to know something about life. Or about myself for that matter.
Does it not also make that new person, that you are just getting to know, a little more important to you than if (s)he simply was a random person? Might be worth consideration