I was sitting in my office staring in the window and watching the leaves fall. I was mesmerized by the leaves falling and literally researched why leaves fall off of trees! I discovered that shedding leaves helps a tree conserve energy and water. As the weather changes, hormones in the tree trigger the process of abscission whereby the leaves are actively cut-off by specialized cells.
There is actually a seasonal process for shedding leaves. Imagine the damage if the leaves remained year round; the tree would lose energy and have no water supply because the leaves would extract the resources and the tree would not survive. I would also imagine that the tree would have a rest period before the new season of growth and the weight and responsibility of the new bloom. The roots and core of the tree had to be released from the past season.
I believe that life has a similar process . . . seasonal shedding of the leaves of life. It is necessary that some things and people in our lives fall off so you can survive and have enough nutrients for the upcoming winter. Otherwise, you may die of lack and over exertion in supporting their needs, and the weight and heaviness upon your branches. The abscission process is not just scientific, but very spiritual. The most fascinating aspect is the tree actually triggers the process – almost as though your life knows the season.
The process of old things falling away is natural. If only we can learn to live within the natural movement instead of fertilizing dead weights. Sometimes, we stress our branches and irritate our roots holding on to an inevitable loss. It is natural to release because the season of reward shall return.
A few weeks ago, I sprained my knee while moving some boxes. Now that I have some age upon me, healing takes a while. I was in great pain and my knee resembled a personal size watermelon. The discomfort was very difficult to bare and my movements were slow. I needed extra assistance and sitting too long would cause stiffness. As the days progressed, the pain subsided, but I was still cautious in my movements.
Eventually, I was able to handle staircase movement. The swelling eventually dissolved and I used my brace seldom. One day, I was conversing and became distracted and walked into a glass table with custom end points. You guessed it . . . I hit the recovering knee . . . ouch! I screamed very loudly and the pain felt that same as the initial sprain. My knee began to swell immediately and the brace returned.
My knee took a hit that it could not handle. Although I was moving and regaining strength and movement, one bad bruise created a major setback in my healing. I was not careful in viewing my surroundings and walked right into a danger zone. I literally restarted the healing process over again. The knee “looked fine” on surface, but the internal was not completely healed.
I reflected on some situations that I walked into and the internal matters of my heart were not ready to handle them. The bruising became bitter. Sometimes we are just simply not ready to handle matters from a surface perspective and that is okay. The easy movements fooled me, but when the hit came, I got injured and the pain increased. I am learning that healing is not a surface process.