Oh, thank goodness August is over! I really had days wherein I wasn’t sure I was going to make it through the month, and the last few days seemed to drag, as if teasing me with the relief that is to come but was still just out of reach.
I know many are sad about the thought of summer coming to an end, but here in the SW, sometimes it’s a real blessing to have that relentless heat finally morph into crisp evenings and mornings. And the wind: it’s about time for the wind to show up again, and while I could do without the dust flying, it’s lovely to have what feels like a clean sweep of stagnant energies go on for a few weeks.
I’ve also mentioned before that September always feels like a new year to me; a definite hold-over from school years when we started the Tuesday after Labor Day.
I’m still waiting for my new Plum Paper planner to be shipped; they said 6-8 weeks, but I really was hoping to get it today since I had requested it to go from September to August. Ah well, it will get here when it gets here, and I’ll keep using my Filofax til then.
This is a picture that was either submitted to a National Geographic contest a few years ago, or it is by a N.G. photographer (I don’t remember the name; bad hobbit). Every time I look at it, it cracks me up, and today, it’s exactly how I feel!
I’m motivated to do find a way to do more #oasisoflight sessions (that’s goal #1), to write more on MeWe, to get back to posting on Instagram more than I have been (and to weed my timeline: SO many tarot spreads/cards of the day), to sign up for Joanna Powell Colbert’s “30 Days of Harvest” because it looks delicious on many levels…and to focus on nurturing ME for a change (getting sick twice this summer was a new record for me).
So Happy September (New Year), one and all!!!
©Pip Miller – September 2015
This time of year, it would be obvious to go with fallen leaves when writing about today’s prompt, but that’s not where I my mind took me. Instead it took me into cracks…the one I fall into every year. The one that pop up between the summer’s busyness, and winter’s homage to hibernation. Fall is that wonderful crack in between where one day I’m full of energy to tackle my messy house, the next all I want to do is sit and read for hours and hours. There really never seems to be a middle ground.
It’s almost as if on some level my body knows it’s time to finish up all those chores and projects I’ve half-heartedly tackled because once winter sets in, it’s mostly going to be reading time. No doubt about it. I turn into one of those people who are ready for bed the moment the sun sets – which makes things interesting at work. 😉 At home, though, it’s very easy to feel that what because Himself thinks he’s a vampire and removes light bulbs from lamps and overhead lights, keeps the curtains and blinds almost closed (in summer, too), and prefers candle light. So when that sun sets, yep, it’s time for bed. Which, of course, we don’t actually do because it’s only 4 o’clock, but that urge is there!
This time of falling into the crack between seasons is such a wonderful, beautiful time, and each year I enjoy spending my time there more and more. Seems I’m a crack sort of person. 😉
©Pip Miller – November 2014
I love fall! It always feels like the beginning of a new year, most likely because for my entire school life, it was. We went back to school the first Tues after Labor Day…new school supplies, new things to learn, new friends to make. It’s not the same now that I’m grown, but the feeling of newness is still there. And the cool days are heaven after a hot Southwest summer!
According to The Power Path (whose webpage isn’t working today, so I had to link to FB); the equinox is the time to honor endings, and I’m going to do a little ritual at work this morning, buy some pumpkin-scented candles, and welcome in the new. What are your plans for this wonderful day?
©Pip Miller – Sept 2014