The smoky sky hangs as a backdrop to water soaked trees, whose brilliance is fading. As if holding on for one more encore, the tree colors on the slimming bodies persist in transforming the gray day.  Yellow leaves waving in the small breeze say their final farewell, not ready to surrender to the somber scene.  Transitions in life are paradoxes, giving us a chance to hold and release, let go and welcome. 

What are you holding on to that you need to release? What do you want to welcome in your life?