Linus, Sally, Lucy and Me....Pumpkin Patch rambling

Linus: He'll come here because I have the most sincere pumpkin patch and he respects sincerity.

Sally Brown: Do you really think he will come?

Linus: Tonight the Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world.

Sally Brown: That's a good story.

Linus: You don't believe the story of the Great Pumpkin? I thought little girls always believed everything that was told to them. I thought little girls were innocent and trusting.

Sally Brown: Welcome to the 20th century!

it's the great pumpkin Charlie Brown

Fall has arrived.  

The leaves are swirling around, changing colors almost as quickly as the seconds tick.

The sound of leaves crunch under my shoes

and 

the cool wonder settles over the splash of color.

Pumpkins and apple cider

spicy bread baking in the oven

Ah...

I love fall and I love the Peanuts Classic

The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown.

Now I'm showing my age a bit, 

but 

I remember when cartoons were limited to Saturday morning and rarely came on during the week on the three channels we got on our TV whose reception came from this big antenna sticking up in the sky.

Popcorn and Coke

pulled up in front of the heating stove in our living room

my sister and i would eagerly sit and wait 

for 

the Great Pumpkin to appear......

I find people to be much like the dichotomy of Linus and Sally.

Siblings from the same blood line but yet 

as different and diverse 

as 

the opposites 

of 

hot and cold

light and dark

peace and joy.

I think I'm a mixture of both.

I want to believe in the wonder of 

a Mystery much akin to the Great pumpkin

and

find 

I've spent a many theological adventures

in the midst of 

the 

Great Pumpkin Patch

curled up

with my warm blanket

believing

...hoping..

to catch a glimmer

of the Mystical

"something"

and 

sometimes

in the midst of the dark night

just before the glimmer of dawn...

I believe I spot IT

feel IT

smell IT

touch IT...

and as 

quickly as I do

the wondering mind of Sally takes over

"good story" 

she says in her thinking by naive way----I hate to admit but I do have a bit of naivety inside of me----always think that there is something good about every story---want to believe but am just a bit skeptical

I'm probably more in the field of Lucy--the louder thinker with an opinion---

an 

edgy girl of sorts, a bit colorful if you will

who speaks her mind

too often then not...

The pumpkin patch called life is full of wonder

vines to crawl through

tiny baby pumpkins growing daily 

nourished by rain and sun

and

hope

hope that pulls forth the possibility of wonder

tiny little seed

incubated

watered 

tiny shoot popping out

and

then 

little baby ball of green

turning to yellow

growing

growing

becoming 

the 

Great Pumpkin

It is Mysterious

this life

we lead

how it works

...

I question

I wonder

I look

I wait much like Linus

in the midst of 

the beauty of the season.

The skeptic in me

often 

says...

"great story"

but

in my heart

Linus 

exists

and

I wait

...

wait for the "Great Pumpkin"

to come again

and 

replace my skeptical mind with wonder and awe

and

HOPE

...

hope 

that there is something beyond myself

Great pumpkin---wouldn't use that language

but

I wait...

curl up...

let that skeptic in me take hold and wrestle with the Linus like heart that is at the center of my being

and 

I hope

that in the midst of 

a wonderfully colorful 

cool season

....

The mysterious Spirit of Something bigger than myself

will settle

on

in

and

around me.

May it be so...

for me

and

for you...

Have a wonderful day......

The Radical Rambler