The Way Back
“The stars we are given. The constellations we make.”
Storming The Gates Of Paradise
I am embarrassed. Embarrassed that it has been months since I have been here to say hello. Things happened since the spring, significant things that deserve more than a quick mention in this short post. All I am really capable of saying now is I am relieved that this summer is practically over. I can’t quite put my finger on why this time after Labor Day feels like a reset. It is still 100 plus degrees outside. The daylight hours still linger. My trees are still full and green.
But I feel pleasantly, gratefully relieved and unburdened. It’s a miracle what a little time can do.
What happened on this day fourteen years ago has a way of returning me to a better place. I am reminded of how I need to rededicate myself to the things that bring me joy, how I want to deeply feel my life. How I want to make magic out of this existence I have so generously been given. So here I am. Ready to be me again. I thank you for sticking with me and I hope this time, the significance of this day, this change of season upon us inspire you in the ways you need.
Have a lovely weekend, friends.