The autumn equinox has come and gone, leaving behind a balance of dark and light hours. As we gradually transition into earlier nights and embrace the changes that autumn brings, it offers thoughts and reflections.
Autumn is a time to reset and even renew intentions. I anticipate continuing our writing journey and uniting women within our writing circle. Fifteen years ago in November, we began meeting in a small independent bookstore, moving on from there to a church and then to a hotel and finally to a quaint library where we’ve gathered for the last two years. I invite new writers to join us…no experience is required, rather a willingness to explore the landscape of heart and mind.
Autumn always brings a yearning for days gone by. The act of stowing away summer swimwear and clothes as we prepare for the onset of winter brings the realization that the summers slip away swiftly. A bittersweet melody plays in October when my husband died thirty years ago. Although he is no longer in my life, his memory comes alive on crisp fall nights when moonlight casts it corridor of white light over the backyard of the house he and I once lived in together.
I spent half of September touring Germany from the Rhine River Valley to the beer halls of Berlin. Upon returning from my trip, I found myself more inspired than ever to engage in activities that foster connections with others.
Germany’s frightening history from World War II serves as a sobering reminder, one that unfortunately reflects patterns seen in my own country. The act of demonizing fellow human beings gives rise to an “us versus them” mentality, perpetuating division.
Writing, on the other hand, serves as a great equalizer, offering profound insights into the human experience. Crafting a compelling story with believable characters transcends simplistic notions of good and evil, instead serving as a reminder to remain vigilant and attuned to our surroundings and fellow beings.
Despite the changing seasons, my passion for creating, writing, and sharing our stories within the community remains constant. Colorful leaves, morning mists, crisp apples, and vibrant gourds are gifts that inspire the writer to welcome in the abundance of autumn.
Along the Writer's Way 