Long time no see! I have been out IN IT, friends. I hope that the month of November has been kind, you are peeping autumn colors, and that your loins are girded for the Season.
But I don't want to get ahead of myself. This past Friday was host to a magnificent full moon/partial lunar eclipse. The energy was hothothot, and by all accounts, this cosmic phenomenon is the harbinger for mighty change. I know that the aroma of the promised transformation has been tickling my senses for quite some time. And aren't we all ready for the "season" of the Cword to FINALLY close out? A mini-lifetime is more accurate.
When I think about change in the most positive way, my musings do not include the kind of catalyst that the pandemic has been. Reality check. MANY seasons of change are preceded by tragedy and loss. If I am honest, I don't know how great I actually am at the whole Letting Go process that must occur to make way for the new. The face of God as Unforeseen Crisis is the alchemical paint-stripper that does for me what I will not do for myself. It is Grace that equips me to flip a sad script and move forward into the landscape of the New, and how to navigate the slippery paradox that calls for both Wisdom AND Humility to build anything worthwhile.
What an easy segue into the subject of Thanksgiving week. While the dubious roots of this national holiday are shady af, I am choosing to hijack the meaning for the purpose of giving thanks for all that has come before, the seeming evil and the promised good. May these darkening days lead to some seasonal nesting, and if you are fortunate enough to get to spend some down time with loved ones, en-joy!
Click the link to join me for pre-family time attitude adjusting.