We are all noticing it, we are all saying it. What happened to summer? The transition to the autumn season has come early, too early. Transitions sometime come too soon. We are not prepared, we are caught off guard, we are not yet ready to let go.
Last Fall, I wrote of how we tend to resist change (Fall, A Time of Change) and of how each season either propels us into action, or slows us into reflection. This year’s segue into Fall grates on us like the needle skip on a record, playing a song that has lulled us into a place of comfort. Living in the “Great White North,” makes us hold on to every last breath of summertime. We enjoy the freedom that summer allows us, freedom from layers of clothing and the bulkiness of winter that keeps the cold away. Everything about summer is lighter: salads instead of casseroles, flip flops instead of muklucks, bikinis (ah, those were the days…) instead of turtlenecks.
Changing seasons, at least for those of us who cycle through four distinct ones, require an inventory of what is to be stored away and of what needs to resurface; what needs to be purchased and what needs to be donated. An ongoing theme of my articles revolves around the value of conducing regular inventories of our lives, of our inner-selves. Understanding what it is that we need, to not only survive day-to-day, but to grow and to thrive.
Are you prepared for changes that might come into your life? Are there words unsaid, that need be said? Are there things you need to learn? Are there things you need to teach or to pass on…? It is too easy to become complacent and forget how precious this earthly life is. To take for granted loved ones, friends, jobs, homes, health…all which can be taken from us in an instant. It is too easy to let the stresses in our lives overrun us.
The more we know and understand ourselves, the better prepared we are for change. New Year’s Day is the traditional time to make resolutions, but most are based on our wish list of what we would like to be. How about instituting a new tradition, one that simply takes the time, each changing season, to look inward and to get to know yourself better? Making time to, “Take stock, and to stock up.”