This is a season of putting so many things in order for me. Thoughts. Words. Paperwork and winter clothes. I'm in the tension of doing what I know to do, and also waiting for things to finish unfolding within and without.
I know for sure that it's always the right thing to snuggle with a child. To take time to be a friend. To take a cue from nature and give oneself over to the changing of the seasons. To let some things turn color, change, fall.