One of my favorite chores as a child was raking the leaves. My mother hated when they would collect in the yard. She’d say that the leaves would hide the snakes. I’d collect the leaves into a pile and my mother would come out and set the pile of leaves on fire.
I would later realize that there’s an emotional connection in burning negativity.
There are times when I don’t necessarily have to verbally share my feelings/concerns. Some things are just internal matters that I need to work out. In those situations, I find it easier to express my feelings in written form. I write out my feelings, read it over, and then I burn it.
Because when you burn something, all you have left are ashes. You can’t get whatever it was that you burned back. It frees me and I can move on with life. Try it for yourself and let me know if it works for you.
Crunch is the theme for October’s NaBloPoMo writing challenge.
The sensory appeal that fall brings makes waiting for the seasonal change unbearable at times. When Starbucks’s Pumpkin Spice Latte starts tweeting about the release of the unofficial fall beverage, you know it’s time for pumpkin spice everything, the return of Fall TV shows, and football!!
Fall is a flash of reds, yellows, and browns. These colors fall from their perch, dancing their way to the ground. The wind is chilly, caressing my face and tickling my nose. Rain creates puddles enticing me to jump in.
I wrap myself in the warmth of sweaters and jackets. My feet cozy in thick socks and boots. I wish the weather would stay this way until the birth of Spring but alas, that it not meant to be.
Night begins earlier, the darkness misleading. Hot beverages warm a chilly body in the morning air. Evenings are spent watching fall TV shows in the glow of a burning candle, cuddled up in a blanket.
Crock pots slowly cook soups and stews. Pumpkin spice everything fill the shelves. Ovens bake goods sprinkled with cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg. Apples and cranberries are the fruit of the season.
The season never seems to last long enough but I enjoy the time that it’s here. So excited for the festivals, baked goods, and apple cider. Another season of memories.