I once heard, from someone who made a study of trees, that the Live Oak trees here in Austin don’t just drop their leaves. The old leaves are pushed out by the new ones.
These days when you look around our current landscape here in the capitol city you will see masses of brown leaves on the ground, on rooftops, in truck beds, and in your hammock. It’s kind of a strange sight, considering we are busting out in springtime colors everywhere else. It’s like a mixing of death and life, old ways and new plans, last year and this. But it’s that pushing that has me thinking.
When you’re in the transformation game, as we are as soon as we step on the yoga mat, these anomalies that Nature displays provide an opportunity for self-study and personal reflection. So in case you haven’t guessed where I’m going with this, I’ll ask you a few questions as if you are an Austin oak tree: