Fall carressed the back of the beeze this morning during my walk. There was a very subtle shift in the way the wind was blowing and the temperature of the morning and suddenly I could begin to anticipate the arrival of Fall. Already I can see that Summer is growing weary. Flowering bushes and trees are losing their blossoms. The last fruits and berries of teh season are being picked and the vegetables are making their last hurrah’s. The shadows of each day are shifting and I’m longing for the days when I can make hot pots of soup and cauldrons of chowders.
It’s just too fucking hot.
Fall always brings change to my life. Spring slips effortlessly and nearly unnoticed into Summer, and likewise Fall into Winter. However, Winter to Spring and Summer to Fall are the most profound transitions of the year for me. It’s the Widdershins portion of the year, the beginning of a period of descent. It is the time of year that brings me the most joy, and the harshest lessons, and the grandest opportunities.
This year, I’m getting my chakras in line, finding the space between the thoughts, getting my game together. I’m participating.
Consciously.
Today is Day 5 of walking. Day 6 of my six week plan. I measured the route today and our base path through Forest Hills Circle is 1.5 miles. We generally add one or more side streets daily. Next week the scene changes and we are walking the Swift Creek/Loop Road area. My body has adjusted well to the new activity. My bones and muscles only moan in the morning now rather than a full out scream. My shoes and my feet are not happy together. I may need to invest in a new pair of walkers. My energy levels are increased and I’m feeling a little hyperactive at points during the day. I’m also starving to death all the time but my appetite per portion is not very huge. I eat when I’m hungry and I eat what I’m in the mood for but I’m making conscious choices. Half a sandwich for now. Half later. Nibble on fruit.
I’m procrastinating like mad about doing the administrative work at the shop. I’m guilty of creating all sorts of situations that allow me to justify putting the project off “until tomorrow”. I can get my head so wrapped around the doing…it’s so clear in my mind I can even see myself doing it…but I can’t actually start the project.
So. Today’s goal is to sort through the mail and paperwork and locate all my bank statements. That’s it. Nothing more.
And shower.
I just read your whole blog this morning. Wow, I have to say that I really enjoyed reading your thoughts and what you are going through. I never read these things but I was looking to buy something on your Inner Journeys website. I bought some Patchouli oil. Anyway, I was interested in what you had to say and I hope you don’t stop the blog your writing is real and inspiring in a real way.
We have actually met once, at the Pagan meetup at Southern Hemisphere. My first one I think.
I am sorry about your shop closing, it was sad to see Regina’s go too. I think you will find your way soon though. You sound like you are being positive and I admire that. Myself, I am a stay at home mommy right now, I am learning to love it, lol. I have always been a little directionless with big ideas though. Maybe I can learn something from you and get proactive about things instead of sitting here reading about what others are doing, lol.
Well enough of my babbling. Good luck on your endeavors and by the way what’s going on with this movie you made?
Blessed Be,
Laura