It's fall. And again I feel the transition the season brings but also the transitioning in my life.
I'm reevaluating what I do and how I do it.
I'm unpacking the past, not only through the many boxes I'm going through but also through the unpacking compartments of my soul.
What's next? I can feel the answer on the wind that is getting ready to blow through the valley with a crisp realness. A fact that won't be denied.
I can't wait to face up to it in my sweater, jeans and boots. Perhaps also a scarf, gloves, overcoat... like snuggling up in front of a warm bonfire while the truth of winter glistens around you.
Come on, then.