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The calming blue of the river water tumbles over rocks, into a chasm of turmoil, and then returns to calm as it makes its way to the sea.

Over time the water carves river beds and smooths rocks.

September is the month of change: brisk breezes, green leaves begin to turn, school commences. The summer sun diminishes and, every so often, we see (brief) snow flurries here in Michigan.

Take a poll of your co-workers and friends, and many will say their favorite season is autumn – a time of change. Yet how many are resistant to change?

Advice tells us to “go with the flow,” but what does that really mean? What does it look like in real life?

To discover the secret, watch a river flowing gently over rocks, or over a great waterfall.

Can you imagine the water in a river complaining about the weather, news, family member, friend, or restaurant?

Never.

Yet our lives are comprised of significant amounts of chatter.

The water, on the other hand, pays no mind to the past nor worries about the future, and tumbles gleefully over the brink of change.

I’m not advocating that you do not prepare for the future. In fact, when I’m getting ready for travel, I routinely look at maps, read reviews, and do anything and everything to learn about the destination.

But when I embark on the journey, I bring the little I need, and let the rest go as it may.

I am as prepared as I’ll ever be, and that is enough.

This month, know that you are enough of everything you need for anything that may come your way.

Like the river water, tumble over the rocks of change with glee and be transformed.

There have been one or two key points in life when I’ve been working on something so deep that words cannot express or even begin to access the greater implications or meaning.

I am going through another one of those phases these days, and have been for perhaps a year.

It’s not a disease. If anything, it’s closer to the inner transformation I’ve read about from women who ‘hibernate’ at the start of perimenopause only to re-emerge several years later at the dawn of true menopause with their ‘true selves’ fully engaged.

Whatever that means, or whatever that may be. Because while I take all of those words seriously, I also find them pretentiously hilarious.

That’s my viewpoint of the juxtaposition within life: always the fool, never the fool, never fooled, often fooled. I know what I know when I know it, and until then I know nothing. And often when I do know, I mostly know I know nothing.

I don’t know, for example, what those sentences mean.

But I do know, that when I work deep, diving into art helps shed light. Guided by intuition, I wield a mean pair of scissors and create vision boards.

Collage (aka the #visionboard #actionboard #dreamboard of the #lawofattraction approach to life) at it’s very basic is rummaging through magazines, cutting or tearing out cool things, and slapping them onto a poster board.

Some people set clear goals for their boards: I want to own a big house and have a fancy car.

Not me.

I rarely have a specific goal in mind when creating a vision board, and am more looking to give voice to or express a deep feeling or desire.

Of course, I had to buy all of the supplies because who subscribes to magazines anymore? It’s like writing a check or reading the newspaper – I rarely, if ever do these things that used to be normal.

In the end, I have five total vision boards to share. Perhaps you’ll find clues to where I’m heading, perhaps not. I’m still not sure, so any insight you have should prove interesting at least.

That’s the thing about my vision boards; they touch something deep, and words and actions come later, if at all. Often times, it’s enough to have expressed the desire.

First up is “There’s More Day.”