This evening, just as the sun was beginning to set, I was outside when I came across this simple, yet breathtaking moment: my Buddha statue, cradling fallen autumn leaves in still hands.

Oh how I love my backyard at this time of year. Autumn...such beauty everywhere 🍁

All the trees around me were vibrant — bursting with fiery reds, deep oranges, and fading golds. The air was cool and quiet. It felt like everything — the light, the wind, even the trees themselves — had exhaled.

And in that moment, I felt a deep stillness move through me.
A message. A remembering.

Let what falls, fall. Let what comes, come. And in between, just sit.

🍂 Fall is Nature’s Exhale

In many ways, Fall is nature’s most poetic teacher. It's the season of release — not out of loss, but out of wisdom. The trees don't resist the shedding of their leaves. They let go with color. With grace. With beauty.

That moment, standing outside, I felt as if I too was being asked to let something go.

Not something material — but something deeper:
Old identities.
Old fears.
Old beliefs that have quietly shaped who I thought I had to be.

We all carry them — these roles and rules we outgrow. But Fall reminds us:

“You are not what you hold onto. You are the space that holds it all.”

🌬️ Letting go, The Metal Element & the Hawk

As I reflected more, I realized this moment also aligns so deeply with the Metal element in the Five Elements — something I’ve been teaching and exploring recently. Metal is the element of clarity, refinement, discernment.

It’s about taking in what nourishes, and releasing what no longer serves — like the lungs and large intestine in the body. Like the breath: in... and out.

The hawk, symbol of the Metal element, soars above the noise. It sees the whole picture, and discerns with precision:
This I need. That, I release.

That’s what I felt. The invitation to see clearly what I’m still holding that doesn’t belong to the version of me I’m becoming. And to bless it, then let it go.

🧘🏽‍♀️ The Buddha and The Leaves

There was something so symbolic in that Buddha statue, holding the fallen leaves. He wasn’t grasping them. He wasn’t pushing them away. He just held them — gently, openly — knowing they would pass.

This, to me, is non-attachment in its most beautiful form.
And it’s also an invitation:

What if I could hold my old stories that way?
Not with clinging. Not with judgment. But with gentle reverence... until they’re ready to fall.

It reminded me of an earlier conversation I shared with a friend over a steaming mug of tea and delicious cake. We talked about how our past traumas can create our identify, if we allow. But when we recognize it, we can release the old stories that no longer serve us, let healing flow and create a new version of ourselves.

🪶 A Few Reflections to Carry With You

As we move through this season of release, I invite you to pause and ask:

• What am I ready to release, not out of rejection, but reverence?
• What identities or fears have outlived their place in my life?
• What golden truth is being revealed beneath what falls away?

And most importantly:

Who am I, beneath the leaves?

🦅 Want to Go Deeper?

To support this process of release and clarity, I created a guided visualization called:

The Hawk Journey: On Wings of Clarity

It’s a meditative experience that invites you to rise above the noise, see your life from a higher perspective, and gently let go of what no longer belongs.

🌀 You can access it here: https://www.theenergytherapist.com/pl/2148712043

Or revisit it if you’ve already received it — many in our community have found it powerful to return to again in this season.

🌱 In Closing

Fall is not just about letting go. It’s about returning — to your essence. To what matters. To what’s true.

So let this be your season of sacred release.
Let the Buddha remind you that peace comes not from control, but from presence.
Let the Metal element refine your energy with grace.
Let the hawk within you soar above the noise and see clearly.

And most of all, let the leaves fall — knowing something beautiful is waiting beneath them. 🍂