in my feelings: september reflections

I don’t know about you, but September was---how do I put this? Not betterish than previous months?
For me it was tough and tender than the rest. it was smokey. Then it snowed. Then iT was hot again and our tomatoes survived but it seems I’ve known too many humans not surviving---not surviving things like COVID and cancer and that hurts. Then came the grappling of how to mourn in a time like this when politics somehow seem to override that grieving process? Meanwhile the injustices in our country are still seeped deep and I know a lot of us are trying to do better and be better but there’s still so much work to be done and undone (#keepgoing).
The days are getting shorter and it’s dark by 7 and I never thought I’d miss that annoying cricket that chirped outside our bedroom window all summer long but I do.

Of course there was good in September, too. Like um @coneydogz and major COVID recoveries in our family and golden light and yellow leaves and @lanibakes chocolate pomegranate cake and @theharmonyco autumn equinox hike and juicy meet cart sessions and truly carving out more time and space to honor what my heart and head are needing during this time. and learning how to let that evolve rather than expect an automatic shift.

All of this is to say: every season has a reason and it’s not always dancing in September we’ll remember but breath deep, take naps when you need them, walks when you want them, say hi to your neighbors, love your loved ones, revel in the rawness, be in the in-between, and vote vote vote 🗳 ✌️