Happy autumnal equinox
Today is a foggy, rainy, cozy day. The space heater is on, a new fall candle is burning, Juulia is organizing the attic, and I am alternating between reading my book and dancing to Mitski’s new album.
The shift in seasons is arriving in my body steadily and potently. I’m craving all the warm beverages and morning soups and delicious bone broth and to nest and cozy up and prepare my home for winter.
In this change of season, I feel the kind of clarity that comes with taking stock of the year thus far.
What have I cultivated, grown, and tended to thus far?
What is ready to be released, freed, let go of?
What is ready to be preserved, held, and maintained?
Easily, I reflect and smile and readily let go of summer to fully let this new season in. There is no gripping here — just an acceptance of the truth of what is.