The rhythm is gonna get you
City Park is still dealing with a lot of limbs down and a lagoon that looks like it was almost drained. But I have lots of faith in that crew over there – they have made that park shimmer and shine through worse. I walked earlier and so I could feel a little crispness in the air – surprising given the heavy humidity we have been having since the storm.
The light through the trees made me think of fall, or maybe it was on the way back seeing the Cabrini girls in their plaid uniforms that made me think of fall. Or it could have been Tin, who was excited about the prospects of back to school and then fell into a complete and utter funk about it all in a five minute span – he told me that kids are nervous at school. About what? I asked. He said, School.
And there you have it – transitions in and out of phases of our life – are sometimes a little unnerving. A friend is beginning a new job, she’s nervous. My child is beginning school, he’s nervous. Tanja is beginning a new semester, she’s nervous. I have a lot of work ahead this September and I’m nervous.
It’s unsettling and yet comforting to think that these rhythms in our life keep coming around. Who wants to remain in a job that is so status quo, it can be done in your sleep? Who wants to stop learning? Who wants to feel the same wind, see the same sky, behold the same leafed out tree? No one. Our bodies and minds need breaks, need change, need to know that we move from season to season and though they may be different times, what we find is often similar, familiar, comforting like greeting summer friends, or packing the new lunchbox for back to school, or sitting down to the desk and making a list of things to do.
Happy Back to School.
Happy Back to Work.
Happy Fall.