I am needing to change for fall. Of course, if it were fall I would need to change for winter. I need the physical doing of change. This comes upon me. This restlessness with my house. Maybe with myself. I really don't want to go quite that deep right now.
I love my house. While it is small (really small), it holds us warmly and safely. We are content here. Throw in the fact that it is paid for and it makes for a pretty good deal all the way around.
But I need to change.
The colors of fall are some of my favorite. The air holds a different scent. Sitting in the pergola without bugs flying around. Looking up at stars taking on a sharper quality in crisper, cooler air....
But I need to change. I need to regain my house from children, and wind and life as it has been happening over the past few months. Changing out the seasons helps me do that.
The change in me will come as well. I need to quiet my soul so I can hear again. Fall helps.
That is the real change needed. Listening again. To what my heart, my body and my soul are really saying. When I start listening, the peace will come.
It always does.
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