Maybe the last berry of the season

1. Truth: “Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.” Depending on your age and cultural experience, you might not recognize that quote. It’s from a song written by Paul Williams for the Carpenters. As I was sitting here at my desk, wondering where to start this post, I looked out the window at the gray sky, and this line popped into my head. It’s true, seems to capture the discomfort I sometimes feel pretty accurately (the weather and work).

2. Truth: I need to take my power back. And yet, that isn’t entirely the truth because I don’t think I ever held my power to begin with — or rather it was so long ago that my own potential and strength and truth was internal, centered in me, that I can’t even remember it, barely got a chance to experience it before I gave it away. All I know is that it’s a shift that has to happen, even if it means burning it all down and starting over.

3. Truth: Step One is not worrying what anyone else thinks about it. If being myself, wanting what I want, doing what is the right and truest thing makes you uncomfortable or confused, too bad. I just can’t worry about that anymore.

One Wish: May we connect to our core truth and power, and be brave enough to let it lead us. May we have the confidence to show up, with confidence as Susan Piver describes it, “the willingness to be as ridiculous, luminous, intelligent, and kind as you really are, without embarrassment.”

1. Truth: This post is actually supposed to get published on Tuesdays. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to write one that early in the week. I feel like this tells you everything you need to know about how things are behind the scenes.

2. Truth: I’m giving one thing up for the next week. I’m going to stop trying to figure things out, stop trying to fix anything. For the seven days, it’s not my responsibility. I have no idea if I’ll really be able to, or what it will feel like, but in regards to this one thing, I give up.

3. Truth: I’m so tired. It’s like that quote from Mandeq Ahmed, “There are two types of tired, I suppose. One is a dire need of sleep, the other is a dire need of peace.” I’m both kinds. The stress of the upcoming election is exhausting and the change in the light doesn’t help one bit. “I want to sleep for a thousand years, then wake up in some other world where failure is part of the music, and seen to make it more beautiful.”

One wish: May we be gentle with ourselves, slow down and rest as necessary, find ease in our lives and peace in our hearts.