When I was little life was so simple.

I know that sounds cliche, but what I mean is that simple things like walking through fall leaves inhaling their damp earthy scent and making my way to and from school was all it took to open a channel of hope.

Hope for another day to play with friends, hope for the coming holiday season, and hope for all the surprises life had in store me.

Today, as I find myself with a shorter future ahead of me then I had at nine years old, I yearn for those simpler times.

Nothing to worry about, no decisions to make about when to retire, or how much I should or shouldn’t be involved in my adult children’s lives.

I still get that feeling of hope, though, whenever the leaves start to turn color, the air has a tinge of chilliness, and I get a hankering for cinnamon and spice.

Life has a way of sneaking up on us. One day we’re raising a young family with no end in sight, dreaming of the days when we can go out and have a drink with friends again, no getting home early to relieve the babysitter and seemingly overnight, we can’t imagine where the last twenty years have gone.

So often lately I’m reminding myself that this is the time for me – I can do anything I want now – the time is mine.

If I want to travel to a quiet place and sight see or take a walk early in the morning, I can.

My husband and I can go to dinner at any time we want or we can sit in our neat house and not have to worry about someone (kiddoes) wrecking the joint.

But, then you ask what about the angels? I thought this was a post about Angelic Autumn Bliss. And I’d say, hmmm…you’re right. Where is the stuff about angels?

Then, I remember when I sat down to write and asked the angels what they wanted the reader to know and they said, “just start writing, we’ll lead the way.”

The angels remind us that autumn is the time for reflection, for slowing down and taking time to remember where we are and from where we’ve come.

No matter where we think we could have done better, the angels would say, “leave it to the past.”

It was all part of the journey – part of what was needed to keep the flow of life going.

Every step we take leads the way to more life, new beginnings.

Fall seems like an ending. The ending of summer, the ending of a year, but harvest is when we reap all that was growing over the warmer months.

So, this autumn reap the harvest of your life thus far.

Count your blessings and stay here for a little while.

Sip spicy beverages warmed with apples and cinnamon or coffee and pumpkin spice.

Feel the swirl of memories as they seep in during these blissful moments of fall.

Ask your angels to paint pictures in your mind of all the good things in your life right now. Let the colors of gold, orange, and red light up your life and enjoy many moments this season of Angelic Autumn Bliss.

All my best,

Lisa