The Promise of Fall

The beauty of a North Georgia fall brings such joy that it becomes impossible to be silent. I remember my first fall at the lake. It has now been 14 years. That year brought awe and reassurance in change. http://prairietree.net/fall

Change has certainly been with me since that first fall that marked my leaving the working world. This year the fall brings new meanings as I discover more intimately  life is at the pleasure of past investments.

The hoarded money is gone.

What began as expenditures, "consumption," has become my most vital investment.  Choosing and nurturing a home and pursuing a life-style  supportive of a civil society now provides an unexpected harvest. At the time I thought only in passing of it being a "good investment," of "last resort;"  mostly to assuage guilt at pursuing a dream.  My dorky little home beside the lake.

After all the glitzy career, that home  I chose for these last quiet years is now rescuing me from that most terrifying nightmare; dying in and of poverty.

It's called a reverse mortgage.  It is another of those liberal government  programs intended to address the needs of the aged.  First I am grateful for the wisdom and civility of those who have made it possible. In this day of plunder and grasp such an option seems almost out of place.

It is a metaphor that refutes the grasp, plunder and consume atmosphere. When a culture can look beyond persons as profit producing units, accepting each as valuable it becomes grounded in the patterns of nature.

Our planet with its  people is our investment of last resort.  Appreciation of civility and abundance of resources is investment that enhances value with time.

As harbingers of winter multiply I am grateful for the small scale miracle of peace that comes to me.

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