Humans tend to hate change. We fight the cycles of change by clinging to the past. We pretend if we hold onto something from the past, the present will make sense — and maybe some internal pain or emptiness or loneliness will go away.
But Nature is all about cycles. Last autumn, I wrote about a lesson of Nature which I saw in the dying leaves near my front door. In those dry and golden leaves, I saw the message that dead things must be cleared away before rebirth has a chance to come.
In late October, death and decay were evident all around me. By this mid-June Sunday evening, the new life of Nature’s renewal is just as evident. The leaves you see above are on the same tree limb — in the same place — as the picture I shared with you last October.
I’d like to briefly suggest two things based on the brilliant green of rebirth that I see today.

If you’re still able to read this site, Harold Camping is wrong yet again
We can’t trade away gun rights and believe it’ll give kids perfect safety
Reading people is a survival skill which all children need to learn
Heart that truly loves is a servant for another’s happiness and peace
My ego threatens to take over when I whisper, ‘I deserve better’
Why did we slowly let them strip our neighborhoods of most trees?
My need to win isn’t pretty, but it’s key to who I’ve always been