It's been all wet feet and grey skies, relentless rain and soggy ground. I've had time to slow down after the past few weeks of excitement and travel. Even Beulah seems tired and has been extra-cuddly, perhaps because she has no intention whatsoever of stepping foot out into the downpour unless absolutely necessary! Fires may be raging in other parts of the country, but there is little chance of that here any time soon. I feel a settling inside, an appreciation for everything that happened over the summer and an emerging readiness for autumn. Unfortunately, I doubt we will get much fall weather for at least another month or so. It's these transition periods that are so hard for me. Apparently I'm really impatient with change; for me it's all or nothing right now. Perhaps this is a lesson I'm supposed to learn ~ to be gracious about change and to let it happen in its own time. I'm trying to remember that nothing happens overnight, but it's hard for me to accept that I cannot force change and that it's ok. As September kicks off with a sense of remembrance and reflection over 9/11 and the holiday season fast approaches, I plan to take this month to recoup and redirect yet again. Like the seasons, I feel it's necessary to stop at times and think about plans, dreams, aspirations and changes which need to be made. As the rain falls outside my windows I contemplate life indoors and recharge for all the good awaiting me.
