I stopped dead on my tracks when I saw the leaves scattered on the grass and the Christmas lights wrapped around the tree trunk. I love the juxtaposition. For me, it spoke of the transition between the end of autumn and the ushering of winter/holiday season. On a deeper level, it is a metaphor for that familiar place for some of us who are in this life journey when we’re not quite where we want to be. My cousin calls it “a holding pattern.” Pema Chodron teaches us to remain open and be friends with whatever is happening at this moment no matter how uncomfortable it is. The only way is through. Appreciate its beauty.