Does something have to end in order for something else to begin? I have been lucky enough to have time to read a few different books in my pile of possibilities this Summer. One day in August when the rain promised to fall for the whole day, I gave myself the gift of that one whole day and opened a book which I devoured from cover to cover, from the beginning to the end. What absolute delicious luxury! Purring cat on my lap and an enticing book on my knee! This particular book was a Vintage fictional tale ‘I Capture the Castle’ by Dodie Smith (later of 101 Dalmatians), which seemed to end with a new beginning like some real-life stories often do. I finished a book yesterday which I did not enjoy so much – another highly recommended book depicting the intertwining of families, acquaintances and events through 3 or 4 generations which sought to show the recurring cycles of life and the blurring and recurring of sequences, good and bad.

As August with its Summer promises fade into the opening September, I started to ponder about endings and beginnings, beginnings and endings. It seems sad to let go of the days that have passed, but we have to make space for the here and now and for whatever lies ahead although it does no harm to pause and reflect…it’s like punctuating a sentence so that we can make sense of it.

So let go of something, take a deep breath, and consider the possibility that there are no beginnings and no endings, but there is NOW, and we are in it, and it is wonderful.