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Today is the last official day of Summer, tomorrow is the first official day of Fall, and I don’t know about yawl but I for one am happy to see the wheel turn and the seasons changing once again.
Spring and Summer were somewhat rough for me and the Fall and Winter months will, though I’ll be moving give me a chance to relax and renew.
There was a time when I felt the Fall and Winter months were a sad dark time but now that I’m walking along my current spiritual path, I’ve learned this is not the case at all.
We must have the Fall and Winter months. Things must pass away so that new may be born. It is the natural order of things and now that I’ve become aware of my natural inner workings, I’ve begun to embrace these seasons with great relief and joy.
I believe the reason I viewed these times as sad dark times was because I believed I was supposed to embrace all the commercial holiday activity that came along with them. All the crowded calendar events, big gatherings, etc. only served to make me unhappy and I never understood why. I always believed something was wrong with me. “I must be different.” Was always running through my head. “There must be something wrong with me that causes me to not wish for all this excitement.”
Now I know that I’m a partial introvert and that though I enjoy the company of others, I truly don’t enjoy large gatherings, filled with loud talking, people going here and there, and all the drama which can rise its ugly head while all this is going on.
I find I enjoy a quiet day at home. Find I don’t mind so much spending a day relaxing with a good meal, bottle of fine wine, and book with my big dog resting quietly at my feet hoping for a sliver of meat to fall his way.
Sure, I’d like to be able to visit with my grands, or spend a couple of hours with the family, but not in the way I once did.
I don’t like going somewhere under someone else’s power. Don’t like not being able to leave when I wish. Don’t like how when dinner is over, and everyone scatters this way and that I find myself sitting alone. Don’t like that because I believe a bit differently people feel they must apologize for having prayer before we eat. Just who the heck said I didn’t believe in that anyhow?
All that nonsense only serves to make me anxious and unhappy and because it’s that way I’d just rather stay at home.
Why can people not drop by my house to say hi, share a glass of wine and have a bit of conversation on their way to or from some other place? I haven’t a clue, but I no longer feel guilty for feeling as I feel.
In short, I’m glad to see the shorter days, the quieter reflective time and feeling nature begin to slumber is to me a comfort I spent years trying to suppress for the sake of making everyone else happy.
I look forward to time to write. Time to finish projects put off for far too long, time to assist my totally talented Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing (Author, Blogger, Business Assist) family member clients with promoting their books, blogs, and businesses for the holiday season, and I look forward to readying myself for Spring and going into Guide Dog school again to train for and receive my successor dog.
I invite and encourage you to explore the Fall and Upcoming Winter with a sense of what it truly has to offer you and if you enjoy the quieter side of life don’t feel ashamed for doing so. Tell those who would label you different or abnormal to go on and be themselves and you’ll worry about being you.
Enjoy these times and do write to me to let me know what wonderous things you discover along your way.
For now, this is Patty who has no idea where all this came from here on this quiet Sunday morning, and King Campbell A.K.A. Bubba Retired Seeing Eye Dog who wishes his human mother would realize that the sun will be rising soon, that he is hungry, and needs to pee saying…
May true harmony find you, Happy Mabon, and Blessid Be.
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