It’s amazing how fast we’ve gone from super-heated into definite fall, isn’t it?? The transition happened overnight last Friday night, the 7th and 8th of September, during a huge storm that then blew away, leaving October blue skies and perfect cool? temperatures.
So today as I get ready to do readings at Cincinnati’s Celtic Fest, layering is the only sensible response to the weather.? It’ll be cool, high of 74, says Wunderground, with some clouds and a northwest breeze.? And I’ll be in a tent, so no direct sunshine.? I’ll wear the long cotton chemise (I’ll be in medieval garb), not the beautiful silk one.? That may do tomorrow when it’s going to be warmer.? And in addition to the weskit/vest, I’m going to take one of my capes, felted wool.? Plus boots, which I didn’t expect to have to think about this early.
It’s the same way, isn’t it, in our lives?? Unpredictable events, other peoples’ needs to be honored, commitments we’d like to put off but feel we must keep.? And this time in our culture when everyone feels super busy, as though there is no time to simply breathe.? Well – we have to stop and just breathe anyway.? If we can manage just breathing for five minutes, then we’ve had a short meditation, providing room for grace.? And then perhaps we’re able to take off one commitment and put on another, to match the priorities and needs of the moment.
One great thing to remember – the weather always changes.? These circumstances pushing us toward one decision will shift, and we’ll find ourselves with room to make another.? All will be well.?? Aaaaaaahhhhh.