Calmness by the Lake: Fall’s Gentle Arrival 🌻

Seasoned Souls Reflections

This morning, I found myself by Lake Washington, coffee in hand, watching the season quietly shift. The sky carried both softness and strength — clouds drifting across blue, sunlight pressing through, and the calm water holding it all in reflection.

There was a stillness that felt almost like a gift. Joggers passed, boats moved in the distance, but the lake itself reminded me of something steady: no matter what’s happening in the world, nature continues its rhythm.

Fall is beginning to show her presence. The trees are slowly turning, colors of fire and gold weaving into the green. The air carries a different kind of calm, one that whispers it’s okay to slow down, to notice, to breathe.

As I sat there, I felt grateful. Grateful that I could pause in a world that often feels too heavy, grateful that the lake could hold my thoughts, and grateful that each season teaches me something new.

✨ Today’s lesson: calmness doesn’t mean nothing is happening. Calmness is what allows change to take root. 🍁