September

 It's here. September. Some say the most wonderful time of the year. Some say oh no! Back to school and schedules! Some who are sick of heat welcome the cooler temperatures... ummm, maybe eventually? Some who hate the cold see this as a horrible downslide into the inevitability of winter, fighting, kicking and screaming like Ralphie being pushed down the chute by Santa before he got to ask for a Red Rider BB Gun with laser sighting.... and then winter says you'll shoot your eye out!

I digress. I don't feel strongly one way or the other about September. Sort of. I do get sick of heat. I do like when the weather shifts and the crowds at the beach go home. But I'm a sunshine lover. I'm ambivalent about pumpkin spice. Haven't been to Starbucks in a hundreds years. Don't like sweaters. And frankly, not a fan of winter and the holiday hoopla since the kids have grown and it becomes a traveling logistical nightmare.

BUT. I do love fresh starts and new beginnings and September is right up there with birthdays, new years, retirement, new relationships and all the other things that make you stop and consider how you are living your life and what you want the next year to bring. I love that. I love making plans, and get impatient waiting for the new beginning to begin. This week is tough, we've waited and waited for Labor Day to begin new classes, new schedule, and now all there is to do is see if whatever we've changed will fly. 

Labor day weekend was wonderful, sort of. No classes, I had surgery so had to lay low, read books, stare at the ocean and relax. I have to admit to a teensy, tinesy bit of boredom/impatience on Monday, like let's just get on with it if it's going to go away anyway!  But I did have that marvelous sense of anticipation that comes with a new schedule... kind of like the minute you buy a lottery ticket and think you could be a millionaire! Not that the schedule will do anything other than HOPEFULLY give people what they want so they come back to class. But yeah, we will see :)

When the kids were in school, September meant new outfits, new school supplies, new backpacks, new everything. When the kids graduated, we had to Marie Kondo a bazillion pencils, bookbags, and 50 calculators, not to mention the endless stream of goodwill clothing dropped off yearly. The excitement of all things new was the fun of it all. Now we know better to stop the consumerism... but I miss the fun! But need nothing. What to do to bring the promise of September to our heart?

Journal. Do a reading. Pull out your calendar. Make some travel plans. Clear space for new beginnings. Pick something to do each day that reflects the hope of Fall. Winter. Spring. Summer. Make a new altar. Revise your grid. Harvest your herbs. Put together new essential oil blends (not pumpkin, sheesh, why the obsession?) Smudge. (haha see how that went together?)

Do yoga. Lift weights. Dance. Sing. Build up strength to carry you through the winter! (shameless plug for Imagine)

Love to all, 

Linna