Rumors of a Change
Lessons from a summer run.
I was talking with Ken Mogi online about running.
That name may sound familiar; Ken is the creator of the Five Pillars of Ikigai.
Ken mentioned, "Despite the heat, I went for a run. There is something in the late summer sun that makes you nostalgic in a premonitory way."
Premonitory is the sensation that something, particularly something unfavorable, is about to occur.
I get that sense most when I spot a tree whose leaves are already starting to turn. Only a few here and there in the tree signal an eventuality we cannot avoid.
I spotted this leaf on my run yesterday.
Much like Ken, I became nostalgic for the summer that was about to pass. This leaf provides the premonitory role of serving to warn or notify beforehand.
Fall is a stunning season filled with color, yet it inevitably leads to the grey of winter.
Dreading winter used to be a problem for me. While I enjoy the snow, our winters are long in Wisconsin. I'm over the snow long before the snow is over.
In recent years, I've made a conscious effort to embrace whatever season I am in as the 'right' season. The season of now with good and evil, shadow and light.
It's made all the difference in my mood. Rather than lament the summer's end, I'm enjoying the warm sun's rays.
Even if, for a moment, I resist seeing the beauty in a red leaf of fall.
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David, I seldom think you are wrong. Today is one of those rare occasions. This is more an expectant revelation of times to come. Times when I can work outside or take a long bike ride without fear of heat stroke. You see, with the extra mass I carry, the heat is more than uncomfortable. It can be dangerous. I first experience heat exhaustion on a mountain in Haiti, hours from any chance of medical help.
Like everything else in life, it's a matter of perspective. Here's to temerate weather we can both enjoy.
I feel you.
Sunday, finished a 20 and it was 86 degrees by the end. White salt all over my face. What a privilege. Let my skin turn crispy one more time. Let this Vitamin D flow through my body. Ride the wave. Be here now in the bliss of the oppression. How many more chances do I get?