A brand new day
Some of you know how I feel about Fall. The chilly mornings, the scent of loam and rain and woodsmoke, the 'settling in' feeling the world seems to have as everything slows down and gets ready to hibernate for winter.
It is my most restless time - the time when a sudden desire to run away grips me, when I want to get in the car and drive until there isn't anywhere to drive to anymore. And yet right now, sitting in bed on a Saturday morning, watching the clouds drift apart and the sun slide through the rainclouds, I find myself content. Simply, utterly at ease with the changing seasons and my place in them. Yes, there ae places I would like to go, but they are towards, not away. My life, like the seasons, is in flux right now, but it is the good happy kind of flux - the kind where you catch yourself staring off into space with a tiny secret smile.
I am content, even happy with my place in the world, and with those who are important to me. Life is good.
It is my most restless time - the time when a sudden desire to run away grips me, when I want to get in the car and drive until there isn't anywhere to drive to anymore. And yet right now, sitting in bed on a Saturday morning, watching the clouds drift apart and the sun slide through the rainclouds, I find myself content. Simply, utterly at ease with the changing seasons and my place in them. Yes, there ae places I would like to go, but they are towards, not away. My life, like the seasons, is in flux right now, but it is the good happy kind of flux - the kind where you catch yourself staring off into space with a tiny secret smile.
I am content, even happy with my place in the world, and with those who are important to me. Life is good.