I have a complicated relationship with September . . . as a month. On the one hand, I love the September-fresh-start concept. But on the other, a few personal issues and hard memories have left a rather . . . bad taste . . . in my month for this time of year. I know, of course, that it has nothing to do with a month on the calendar . . . that it’s just this particular season in time, and the triggering aspect of memories. I’d already been thinking about it being time for me to let some of my September-shit go . . . when I saw this poem/post by Donna Ashworth over the weekend.
Hello September,
The Season of Letting GoAnd so begins the season of letting go when
Mother Nature shows us all how it’s done.
Let go, free yourself, shake it off, drop it, give
way for the new. Create space for new
thoughts, new ideas, new adventures and new
connections, by shedding the dead weight
you’ve been carrying around for so long.
And whilst you are there, begin reborn and
renewed, let go of old anxieties, too.
Let go of any doubts, fears or beliefs which
no longer serve you well.
Release bitterness or past hurts which feast
on your beauty.
Be brave, do not fear the nakedness as your
leaves slip away.
Mother Nature doesn’t. Watch and learn.— Donna Ashworth
So. Onward, then.
It’s time to embrace this new season . . . of letting go.
What a perfect poem, Kym! And yes… nature does the letting go so well… and then there’s me who has trouble letting go. I needed this poem today… a beautifully worded reminder! May your September be freeing! XO
Letting go is difficult for many reasons, but that poem certainly makes it sound not-too-hard. I will watch and learn!
Your timing is perfect, Kym. I have been thinking about letting go since my husband died, but I have really struggled with it. I am usually good at this. My first move is always to let go of physical stuff, and I am almost finished with that process. Now comes the hard part, letting go of regrets, memories, and behaviors that no longer serve me, and facing whatever comes in this suddenly, totally alien world of my country and my personal life. You have given me a n ew focus. I love this poem! I am going to watch and see what nature will teach me by example. The first thing that I have already learned from nature is patience. It will all come in time, yes?
That poem is lovely. Wishing you a September that gives you the letting go you seek (and allows just the right holding on) … our hydrangeas have started turning pink, too. Nature does letting go beautifully!
September is one of my favorite months of the year because it’s my birthday month and Hannah’s, too. I find it truly ironic that I’ve always struggled with March, your birthday month, and you struggle with September. I hope that you can find a way to let go of the things that make September challenging for you, especially the negative memories associated with the month.
I love September, but today will be 99 here, so somehow it will also be very late August. Letting go is hard. Loss is painful. But the world is ragged and beautiful and on we go.
September is my trigger month due medical issues 6 years ago. This poem is a perfect reminder to let go of the anxiety I feel around this time. Of course it helps that I am at our Maine house just enjoying warm days and cool nights. Thank you for this poem.
What a lovely poem and perfect for this time of year. It’s interesting how the anniversary some events seem to bury themselves in our psyche. Wishing you all the best as you let go and embrace the now.
Letting go is hard sometimes. May this September be the beginning of a better season for you.
Beautiful poem Kym. May this September bring you a little closer…xo
I hope you find it easier to face September now. I don’t have any heavy stuff associated with the month, but I approach it with some mixed feelings. On the one hand, I will always associate it with the start of a new school year, but it’s also the end of the summer and marks a noticeable shift in the length of the days, so it feels a bit like a loss of some freedom, if that makes sense. All that is to say that we can all get more comfortable with letting go!
September is a month I also struggle with as I lost my mother and Smith lost his, too. The light disappears quickly, more quickly it seems and the cold starts to move in enough that all things change towards winters colors and coats. But, it is a gloriously beautiful month with colors and light and change. I feel the need to gather each lovely image in my mind or in my hand. I hope you can find the solace and joy you need to find your peace.