My days are longer but shorter, as this new season presents a variety of remarkable yet welcome shifts in my awareness and being.
I have been writing this entry for a while now, and every time I add a sentence or two, my list of things to do beckons and I abandon my flow of words for tasks with a blank box waiting to be checked off, but not today.
Over the past few weeks, I’ve said goodbye a thousand-plus-one times to the lazy days of summer, and with it, the ability to go at my own pace
I’ve said hello to new routines, new students, new challenges, and a thousand-plus-one responsibilities thrown at me all at once. It’s always an adjustment reacquainting myself with so many post-Labor Day changes, but this go-around is different.
I’m finding that I need more rest, and instead of go-go-going, I am honoring my knowings. Surprisingly, acknowledging my needs has led to a significant decrease in experincing a fear of missing out.
Take this weekend, for example. I was really disappointed earlier this year when tickets for the Sea Hear Now festival with Springsteen and the E Street Band headlining Sunday’s show sold out before I could wrangle them into my virtual shopping cart. However, in this moment, I am incredibly relieved I didn’t score those tickets. I am definitely in a season where I need peace and rest, and I cannot even imagine heading to Asbury Park tomorrow for the festival. I’d much rather be at home preserving myself and my energy, and I am not feeling the slightest bit of guilt or fear from missing what promises to be an epic performance. I mean, it’s Springsteen in the sands of Asbury Park, for crying out loud, but my needs to rest and recharge away from crowds and noise come first.
I’ve declined other invitations that I’d normally jump to accept, and I’m already betting I won’t make my annual pilgrimage to the local seafood festival next Saturday, either. It’s a strange yet welcome change, this absence of guilt in saying NO, and I like it.
In this season, I find myself craving quiet music, instrumentals and yoga-ish meditative melodies instead of my standby hardish-alternative favorites. I can’t remember a September where I didn’t blast Rage Against the Machine, Nirvana, Red Hot Chili Peppers, or Foo Fighters on repeat, but here I am, typing this with quiet piano music providing the soundtrack to my now.
In this season, I say goodbye to anything upending my sense of peace and hello to myself and to contentment, which is more important to me than being happy.
Happy is an emotion that is fleeting as best. Contentment, however, is a way of life. It means I am at peace with what is, and I do my best not to allow “what could be” to taint my right-now peace.
I am content with seeking quiet, in reflecting, and in experiencing softer moments with those I treasure. I find solace on my yoga mat and in creating offerings for my students and others who find themselves in a similar season.
I am content with my path to this moment and abandon any strive for perfection because I accept myself exactly as I am.
I find meaning in observing my surroundings, in my interactions with students and others who are a part of my daily journey, and in honoring my knowings.
Life has been a bit heavy lately, and a number of uncertainties still hover me like ominous clouds. In time, each will dissipate to reveal more of the sun, and I will stand lighter yet stronger, quieter yet wiser, bolder and brimming with resoluteness in that joyful, bright light.
On the flipside, if you are reading this and want to extend an invitation to me for a gathering, please do. I might not be able to join you this time, but next time, I hope to be with you.

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With light and love,
Jill
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