The Monkey and a Bananna

Summer has made it's encore appearance; the last few days of September have come to an end. The first day of Fall arrived today!! Leaves on the trees have begun to turn, and we have finally slept with the windows open. Those big yellow school busses are slowing down traffic again, the dregs of endless homework assignments have started to mount, and the inevitability of another winter awaits on the dawn of the horizon.

So many of us meet and greet the change of season from Summer to Fall with sadness and resistence. Why is it so hard to let go of Summer?

Perhaps it is about the way in which time is spent. When I think of Summer, I think about the beach and being in the sun with my family. You might think about days by the pool, hours on the golf course, or spending time outdoors hiking, biking, or boating. In fact, it doesn't really matter what you did, it matters that you had more time to have more fun. Seemingly without reason, Fall arrived today. It didn't mean to.....it just did what it was supposed to do.

While Fall made it's debut appearance today, I pondered the pit in my tummy as I watched the first few leaves fall from the trees on my drive home. It was the antithesis of the excitement I experienced in May, on the first day of Spring. Fall gets a bad wrap!!

So.....do you know how they catch monkey's in India? Based on an old Indian story that I heard somewhere. They say........(does anyone know who they are?) They drill two small holes in the bottom of a very large coconut and thread a wire into and out of the coconut. Then the coconut is fastened to the bottom of a tree. Next they cut the top off of the coconut and clean out the pulp replacing it with a small banana. The top of the coconut is fastened back into place with glue and a small slit is then cut into the side of the coconut. The opening is just big enough for the monkey to put his hand into the coconut and grasp the banana. The trap is set. The monkey sees the coconut and the banana that is inside. He puts his hand into the coconut and grabs a hold of the banana. Unfortunately, the slit is not large enough for the monkey to remove his hand, while holding the banana. Not clever enough to let go of the banana, the monkey continues holding the fruit and remains captive because of his fixation for the banana.

At this point you might be wondering about how the first day of Fall and the Monkey and the Banana might be related. The truth is, they're like first cousins.

The very act of holding onto what we think we want, or need.... actually keeps us stuck, just like the monkey.

Summer is my banana!! I struggled with letting go of it, but I just can't. I want it to stay.

The only problem with holding onto a banana for too long is, it turns to mush.

What keeps you stuck? What might you need to let go of so you can be free?

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