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The Drift of Things

"Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?"
- "Reluctance," Robert Frost

My front steps are a carpet of wind swept yellow birch and red maple leaves. In a few days it will be October, the month that marks the crumbling of summer into the glowing parasol of autumn. I find myself already nostalgic for the ease of summer: the long, bright days; the bounty of the growing season. Even as I mourn flip flops and bare arms, I turn my attention to the delights of apple-picking in the orchards, the warmth of soft merino wool, the jewel tones of fall that inspire everything from paint chips to runways.

This blog, "Quintessence," is devoted to the distillation and understanding of joy, and to contemplation of the essence of all things. In particular, those threads of our lives connected to the pursuit of meaning. In transition into this next season in the great revolution of the earth, I invite you to consider Frost's words. Are we in our hearts "ever less" devoted to the good life if we allow ourselves "To go with the drift of things"? We sometimes ask of ourselves, Are we sliding into the change of days, or following a plan of action? One state of mind may lead to the other, even as fallow seasons lead to days of planting and harvest.

As we contemplate what the change of the calendar might bring, consider that the rhythms of transition might mark the ideal time to take a long look at our goals. To determine what it is we require and seek. Is it the focus to initiate, the tranquility to wait, or industrious energy to gather the fruits of our efforts? Whichever it is, in the words of Frost, let us "yield with a grace to reason."
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