In My Country and My People, Lin Yutang makes this observation:
“I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and is content. From a knowledge of those limitations and its richness of experience emerges a symphony of colours, richer than all, its green speaking of life and strength, its orange speaking of golden content and its purple of resignation and death.”
Mull this over a bit, resisting the urge to either agree or disagree.
Now ask yourself what “kindly wisdom” this autumn might be offering you.
(My thanks to Lin Yutang, via James Clear.)
The Gentle Nudge
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