the celebration of autumn.
being that today is the first day of my favorite season (fall is currently tied with spring), i want it to be a day of celebration. these are a few things inspiring me. the most important of them is an excerpt from shauna niequist’s book bittersweet. it’s a bit long, but worth the read.
“Fall is harvest, when we’re getting all the good stuff that someone took the time to plant many months ago. Someone planted it, and now we benefit from it. And that’s how it is when we make art. We struggle and push and plant seeds deep underground, and it doesn’t look like much for a while. But then someone comes along and listens to your song or sees your painting or reads your poem, and they feel alive again, like the world is fresh and bursting, just like harvest. Plant something today that will feed someone many months or many years from now. Plant something today, because you’ve feasted on someone else’s carefully planted seeds, seeds that bloomed into nourishment and kept you alive and wide-eyed.
Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling into sauce, roasting squash, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, warmth itself. The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world’s oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last violently hued hurrah before the black and white silence of winter. Fall is begging for us to dance and sing and write with just the same drama and blaze.
Use your dreams and your secrets and your neglected, hidden imagination…Write a song that says everything you have wanted to say to your father, or fill a canvas with all the things you hope you find out that God is, when you meet him someday. Dance till your feet bleed, sing till you’re hoarse, spill out your stories like pouring wine into thin-stemmed glasses, the liquid rich and blood-red.
Get up. Create like you’re training for a marathon, methodically, day by day. Learn your tricks, find a friend, leave the dirty dishes in the sink for awhile. This is your chance to become what you believe deep in your secret heart you might be. You are an artist, a guide, a prophet. You are a storyteller, a visionary, the Pied Piper himself. Do the work, learn the skills, and make art, because of what the act of creation will create in you.”
i love that. so rich and to the core of my soul. this chapter, and this whole book have really inspired me in the process of change and hope and this journey. especially in the midst of moving across the country and needing faith and inspiration.
and here is a sneak peek of beautiful bridal portraits to come:
amen! wait, i thought you said you were a summer girl? anyway, i love this and the beautiful description of fall. AND i know where those boots are from! jealous. 😉
Shauna Niequest is coming to Ecclesia Oct 1st to talk about her book…it will be at 7 at Taft street…if you happen to be in Houston… miss you friend. You inspire me 🙂
I've been thinking about creativity and the act of creating lately….thank you for continued inspiration of thought : )
bless you…this post was uplifting.
i cannot wait to read this book. and to enjoy fall with you.
I loved this post! Fall is my favorite season…I love the return of crispness to the air, the blue, blue skies after a cold front, the leaves changing…it all inspires me every year. I think I am going to need to pick up that book, it sounds really good!
Thanks, as always, for encouraging the creative in me.
great post. Fall has me wondering if I can workout 7 days a week to counter-act all the pumpkin things I want to eat 🙂
Thanks for sharing.