Tuesday, September 6, 2016

September 6, 2016 - In Search of the Signs

It isn’t just about noting the trees changing color or the much cooler morning breeze or the very beginning of the scent of decay in the woods.  Those things are important, of course, and welcome.  They are a sign of the fall.  But it’s more than that.  It’s about aligning ourselves with the inevitable forward step of Nature and being in tune with Natural Law.

The tops of the trees display the sign.

The changes are everywhere evident.  To me, they are screaming, but to others they may be barely noticeable.  In a concrete world, there may be some who don’t even recognize the changes at all.  More’s the pity for that because the change of season that is fast approaching offers us all another chance to realign with Nature, to realign with ourselves, to come home.  We can always do this, of course, but at the change of season it is easiest because all around us is the rhythmic drumbeat of the cycles.  We need only march to the beat.

In a world where we are now told that up is really down and down is really up, confusion abounds.  This is a planned confusion, but it is being touted as natural evolution.  Nothing could be further from the Truth.  There is nothing natural about denying the senses, and there is certainly no evolution whatsoever in chaos.  Confusion is an old tool used by the enemy.

So to the forests we go in search of the signs, and we are never disappointed.  The acorns fall, marching in cadence with the secret drumbeats.  The squirrels frantically store their food away, frivolous but clever little beings they are.  The first V-shaped formation of geese has already been sighted in the skies, and the hermit thrush has been absent for a few weeks now.  Fairy mushroom rings grow everywhere now, and toadstools abound, beckoning the unsuspecting traveler.  The crows are becoming shriller while the vegetation bows slightly in exhaustion, earning a well-deserved rest.  Death is upon us.

Yes, the signs are everywhere, and in the strange concrete world beyond the forest, these signs are more important now than ever before.  In the old days, they reminded us simply to tend to our fields, finish our harvests, store our food, and look for the Hunter’s Moon.  While they still do that, their main raison d'ĂȘtre now is to act as an anchor for those of us who come searching for the Truth, and this they do quite well.

They remind us that the world is still exactly as it always was, and it is up to us to choose what we will see and what we will put away from us.  The sun still rises and sets.  The Earth still turns.  Hot is hot and cold is cold, and up is still up, while down is still down.  They remind us that the seasons march on in perfect cadence, always displaying what Nature intended.  They remind us that we, too, are still exactly as we always were, and no man may tell us differently unless we allow him to.  They give us a sense of continuity, familiarity, and comfort.

And when we leave the forests, we bring that knowledge with us.  We are anchored once again in Truth, and we will not be moved without permission.  This is the gift of the change of seasons.  We are not fooled.

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