10/17/25

Greetings, brave feelers and quiet seekers….travelers of both the outer world and the inner one.

If you were to go to my blog and read the entry I wrote on September 8^th, 2024 here is what you would find….

Change

Working in the outdoors I've had the pleasure of being witness to change each and every day. How the light hits the river water in the morning, the sounds of insects and birds and the rippling water over rocks.

It's easy to notice change when you're in awareness of your surroundings every day.

Yesterday this leaf caught my attention. Laying beautifully on the trail that leads from the Upper Green River take-out up to the parking lot above.

First signs of Fall have begun to arrive here in the mountains. The forest is becoming quiet...leaves are beginning to fall...the air smells differently.

I don't seem to fare as easily with change as Nature does. I'm learning...to allow and go with the flow...but sometimes I'd like things to stay the same for a while. And well...life flows much like the river. Always moving and changing and flowing down stream.

Yet at the same time I know change is good. Keeps us from growing stale or bored. Rest and reset is necessary.

Nothing here on Earth remains the same for long. There's a reason for cycles.

And today I'll lean toward embracing the middle space where the end of one thing and the beginning of another dwells.

And cheers to Nature for being such a master teacher of how to better human!

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And now, here I am — just over a year later — still sitting in conversation with change.

We’re smack in the middle of another seasonal shift from summer to fall. I could almost tell you the exact minute I noticed it this year — that inhale of coolness, that hush in the trees, that subtle dimming of daylight.

But something is different this time.

I’ve come a long way since that entry. My resistance has softened. Change and I have gone a few rounds since then — and what felt like hand-to-hand combat has slowly turned into… something more like partnership.

I’ve learned that life is easier when I don’t cling so tightly. When I hold things with open hands and whisper, “Okay… show me what’s next.”

Flexibility. Flow. Trust.

And of the three, trust is the mightiest.

Trusting that when change comes — and it always will — the next right thing will appear not a moment too soon, not a moment too late, but exactly when needed.

The trees don’t panic when their leaves fall. They don’t cling to what once sustained them. They simply release what’s ready to go — knowing new growth will come in spring.

I’m no expert on change. But I’ve been in the trenches with it. Sweaty. Bruised. Laughing in disbelief at how hard I fought something that was never trying to harm me.

In the end, change and I both wanted the same thing — to be seen.

And when I finally saw it… really saw it — not as an enemy but as a guide — something warm washed over me.

Change is not the destroyer of our comfort.
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​Change is the keyholder to our future selves.

Namaste, friends.
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Wild-Heart Practice of the Week:

The Leaf Offering

Next time you’re outside, find a fallen leaf you feel drawn to. Hold it in your hand as a symbol of something you’re ready to release — an old habit, belief, resentment, role, or “should.”

Speak it (out loud or silently), thank it for whatever purpose it once served, and then let the leaf go — toss it into the wind, place it in a river, bury it in soil, or simply set it gently back down.

Let nature take it the rest of the way.
Let the earth be your witness.

Song of the Week: ​
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Take Your Destiny (from the album "Open") by Alexia Chellun

This week’s song is a tender reminder of our creative power — a melodic nudge that our lives are not fixed scripts, but canvases waiting for the colors of our choosing.
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​“Take your destiny and write it as you like… Take your dreams and paint them the colors of your heart.”

Let this song be a gift — something to listen to, sway with, and let settle into your bones. May it lift your chin, soften your shoulders, and remind you that magic is real if you choose to feel it.

https://youtu.be/vo6uY0I0Y_Q?si=USA_pur-G4JbeGOV

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Field Notes is a weekly dispatch.​
A quiet corner amid the clamor.
A gentle pause to remember yourself.
A reminder that everything begins with one steady breath.
If this note found you, perhaps it will find someone else too—share it forward.
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Until next time.
Namaste,
Rachel

P.S. Thank you for being here. Thank you for walking this journey back to our hearts with me.

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You can find more writings by Rachel here on her blog.

You can find Rachel's Tedx Talk that ultimately led to the creation of these Field Notes at www.RachelDickson.com

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