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Letting go of attachment
In the area of the world in which I live, at this time of year the trees lose their leaves, and the ground becomes barren and dull. The earth is preparing for the cold of winter. The days get shorter as darkness falls earlier in the afternoon.
Yet, it’s always been one of my favorite seasons. In contrast to the bright sun of summer and the fresh renewal of spring, autumn holds a promise—that even as many things wither away, something new is being reborn under the surface, to appear again in a few months. Even if for a while we don’t see any outward evidence of it.