feeling all kinds of vulnerable lately. and trying to keep my head on straight and my heart wide open. i normally love this time of year as the warm weather shifts into cooler temperatures, as new school rhythms fall into place. and, while i’m enjoying the seasonal changes, the rhythm part is really getting me this time around. i’ve endeavored to figure it out, but have come up mostly blank. we’re trying some new things with homeschool (more outside classes) and i imagine that newness is part of my challenge. but i think, more so, the unrest is that newness coupled with the newness of certain creative ventures for me. it’s a little frightening to put oneself out there. to just lay it on the line…letting people know you have something to say….more that that, something to share. because that’s what it boils down to, for me. i’ve something i desperately want to share. some days i’m not always sure what that something is. but it’s there, it’s made itself clear to me. i have this incredible yearning to reach out, to connect, to nudge people’s hearts. and, truthfully, sometimes i feel like i’m floundering. but i’m committed to showing up.
and, in this season of transition, the zinnias in our garden continue to charm me. i find enormous comfort in the way they hold onto their color and in the way they stretch upwards.
when we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. but to grow up is to accept vulnerability… to be alive is to be vulnerable.
sending a little love your way, m