“There is an art to raking, a very fine art, one with rhythm in it, and life. On the days that I do it well, the rake wakes up,” writes Linda Hogan in Dwellings.
Despite this week’s temperatures, it’s becoming that season again, when nature gives us the chance to uncover old truths as though they were new: that there is ever a cycle to things and we are a part of it; that nothing lasts forever (even us); that there is grace and beauty as much in endings as in beginnings. No doubt you discern lessons of your own.
And if you lack for leaves to rake, let us know. There will be plenty, right here at Theodore Parker Church. Perhaps they, like the rake, are destined to be your teachers?