In the southern hemisphere, the month of March marks the transition from summer into autumn. There is no line of demarcation between the two. At first it is almost imperceptible, then you notice it as a change in the smell of the air. The nights become longer and cooler. It is the slow change of slowing.
Nature has its moods just as people do. Today a still melancholy hangs in the air. Melancholy is the flavour of things passing. If one takes the time to stay with it and become acquainted with it, one notices that it is actually the taste of relinquishment and release. It is the taste of leaves turning brown and falling. That is nature’s cycle. It is the way of the cosmos. As much as things arrive, so too do they depart. One makes way for the other. That is nature’s way.