The clocks went back at the weekend, and immediately confusion set in as I forgot to reset the clocks within my house. It is amazing how ruled by time we are in today’s world, how we watch the clock and time ticking so we are not late for this or that.

Yet the clocks going back also remind us that we have moved into a new season, the season of the falling leaves.

I went this morning for my early morning walk, and as I did so I walked upon nature’s carpet of gold and crimson leaves, they crunched under foot, as the sun came up and shone its light upon them; their magnificence was laid out in front of me, and I thought to myself, how beautiful dying is.

For these colours could only be so magnificent because the leaves are in the process of death, the beautiful colours are produced only because the leaves have had their day and the trees are shedding them ready for winter.

We learn so much from Mother Nature, we learn to be patient and to wait for the right season, we learn that change cannot be hurried along by our wants of this material world or the ticking of a clock.

We learn that in death there is a beauty, a transformation that promises us that we will bloom again, in another form, in another space.

Mother Nature tells us nothing is lost forever but merely waits for the right season. From Nature we find the light and truth.

 The continuous existence of the human soul...

Minster Jackie Wright