I'm the first to admit that change is something I feel deeply uncomfortable about. The end of each season brings with it a resentment on my part, which is petty, I realise. In my three decades on this Earth I can honestly say I hold a grudge against the colder months, which rather casts a shadow over half the year. Being an outdoorsy person, I notice all the problems that autumn introduces and winter worsens. Dark mornings, dark evenings, they hold you hostage indoors. Freezing cold nights and early starts do not a happy marriage make.
It's no doubt me who needs to change my mindset; thinking of change as an opportunity instead of a liability, to embrace the new and relish journeying into a new part of the cycle. I'd love to feel the same excitement as others profess to hold for the forthcoming months.
How do you feel about the change of seasons?
Sophie
