Making hay while the sun shines.

Where I live here in Oregon, it’s haying season.

That means fields once wavy with sun-bleached grasses are now shorn down to stubble. The tractors are baling morning till night, binding hay into stacks or rolls..  
 
We've been talking lately about the cycle of nines: the concept that we're now in a "one" year, once again passing through the same lessons we began in the "one" cycle that started in 2008.
 
We are surely in a planetary cycle, with the path of totality revealing the solar eclipse—a rare event for collective soul.
 
And we, at least in the northern hemisphere, are also in a cycle of summer.
 
It's s summer now, so we're making hay.
But after that, there’s nothing to do for a while.
We'll be at pause, rest, wait.
 
You see around here, the harvest comes in stages. First there's hops, then berries, now hay, then apples and veggies and corn, and finally pumpkins and grapes.
 
The hay is in.
Nothing else is ready yet.
There’s no harvest today.  
Nothing to do but wait.
 
These cycles of the growing—planting, growth, harvest, rest—have been part of our human DNA for a very long time.
 
When we follow these cycles, instead of resisting them, our whole life gets easier.

When the garden has been planted, you don’t plant it again.
You simply water it, maybe weed it.
But you don’t over attend.  

The same goes for now.
Whatever you planted in the spring, in terms of goals or plans or ideas or dreams?
Let it go for now.
The Universe has things well in hand.
 
It’s not the harvest yet.
What we're called to do now is pause.
To rest in the shade with cool glass of something and enjoy this moment of Now.