Every year after the month long run of birthdays, I let out an enormous sigh of relief.
Even though we keep things very simple…. somehow between birthdays and life September always gets insane. I forget to breathe. I get overwhelmed. And I remember what I like to do best of all. Nothing.
I mean, not really nothing.
But the kind of nothing that is life unhurried.
Wandering about looking at the changing leaves. Admiring the chickens. Dreaming over garden space to be. Knitting. Sewing. Baking. Listening to music and enjoying a very slow cup of coffee. Time spent with a quiet heart. True to my introvert self, this is what fills me up. This is what recharges my soul. I don't like appointments and schedules and a dozen places to be. I'm the hiker that takes forever to get somewhere because I pause to notice each little bit along the way. It's amazing it took me so many years to figure this out about myself.
To find my balance, I need rhythm. I find this in the most unglamorous of ways. Pulling the house in order. Getting the laundry done. Baking Bread. Planning menus. Cooking enormous pots of beans and soup. Anything that takes slow time and a bit of attention pulls me right back to my center…. I feel everything around me slow a bit and once again I am firmly planted. Here, now.
Of course, this is just me. And I am one of many in this house of ours. Some of my household leans my way and some of them thrive in loosely organized chaos. They yearn for the next thing to do. They like the busy hum of many happenings, the adventure in going, going, going….. Oh, there is much to balance in this family of ours.
But today? Today brings fall leaves, and fresh bread, and (another) pot of slowly simmering soup by this evening. A walk to gather goldenrod flowers and inhale the beautiful scent of fall. Today is my oasis in this busy life we all share. I will do my best to savor each bit of it…..