It’s certainly true. One one level, I think it is a natural part of maturation. Childhood is, by nature, very simple. It doesn’t necessarily feel simple when you’re in it, but the reality of it is essentially, uncomplicated. We are presented with a paradigm and it doesn’t occur to us to question it. We are handed a set of rules and either follow them or don’t, and experience the results of that. The world exists in absolutes, and it’s easy to believe that adulthood will be the same – aren’t we, after all, indoctrinated with the idea of the “happily ever after”? Continue reading
Happy fall, fellow experimenters!
The equinox has come and gone, and there’s a bite in the air that wasn’t there a week ago. All around me the trees are starting to change color, and smoke is rising from chimneys.
I’m a summer-lovin’ woman; a sunshine aficionado, a daylight dancer, and the arrival of fall has not always been something I’ve celebrated. Generally I’ve greeted the shortening days and cooler nights with apprehension, dismay, and much protesting. In my mind, fall = winter = Seasonal Affective Disorder.
But this year, I’m doing things differently. Perhaps it’s my commitment to gratitude, that is enabling me to see the beauty of fall. Perhaps it’s having learned to live more in the now – understanding that fall = fall, and not jumping ahead to winter. Perhaps it’s feeling better equipped to handle the darkness this year…I’m all stocked up on St. John’s Wort, my full-spectrum bulb is already in the lamp, waiting to be needed, and I’m doing research to find the perfect B-vitamin complex for this year.
And perhaps, just perhaps, it’s that my soup pot is currently sitting on my stove, with a rich veggie soup simmering away.
Last week, I wrote about my return to gratitude, about being challenged to name 3 things each day that I am grateful for.
The challenge is complete, and it was a delicious one. So delicious, in fact, that I plan to keep it up privately now that I’ve done it publicly for a week.
I’m rather delighted with the beauty of this gratitude practice, and I so enjoyed hearing the outpourings of gratitude from some of you, so I’ve decided to put together all my gratitude posts from the last week in one place, as a reminder. There are some days when gratitude is easy to grasp, and some days when it is a reach. I’m hoping that reading back this “gratitude poem” will make the reach a little easier on the days it feels long.
So without further ado, here are my thanksgivings: Continue reading
It’s been almost a month since I last blogged. That wasn’t the plan, but then, life so rarely seems to go according to plan.
It hasn’t been an easy month. Lots of lessons, lots of conflicts in relationships, lots of student loan payments, lots of hopes and dreams that seemed within reach starting to feel impossible. And over and over, I’ve sat down to write a new post, and found myself staring at a blank screen.
I don’t believe in “writer’s block”. I believe sometimes a particular piece of writing needs to move to the back burner, to simmer while I write something else, but generally I can manage to write something, anything. Only this time, I let myself get stuck. Continue reading