Seasons. Not snow or sunshine. Not crunchy leaves or crispy cool air. (But how great does that sound right now. Sigh. I could live in a permanent world of Fall.) I’m talking about the way we move through life. The way things change and the way we change with them.
I’m in a busy season of life right now.
Blank. Still. Like my brain most days.
+Work. It’s been off the chain (read about the road trip here) but totally off the rails at the same time.
+Relationships. I’m keeping up with another human and being present for him feels like a second job–but still one of my most favorite. Dawwwwe’resocuteshutuprightnowEdwards.
+Fitness. Fitness whole jar of almond butter in my face is more like it. Fitness is going. Runs are happening because when life sends a gust of OMG in my direction I turn to endorphins no matter how much mornings feel like a punch in the gut.
+Balance. I’m as unbalanced as it gets when I weather a season like this. I’m an INFJ so I feel things harder than most. Imbalances amplify emotion and that’s what I’m working on during the go-go right now; working on evening out the ups and downs.
I’m working on righting this ship. And riding the waves. And keeping my eyes peeled for some rainbows. Because when I finally do find one there better be a magical unicorn galloping toward a pot of gold. It’s only fair after a rainstorm like this one.
What season are you in these days?