Fall & Sloughing Off the Old.

Fall is making herself known. She is graciously in partnership with Late Summer, and giving us more than enough time to prepare.

This Fall feels important.

I need to slough off all-things-covid. I need to slough off the past few years.

I need to slough off the fear, the confusion, the anger, the hatred, and the demise. Some good old-fashion forgiveness would be helpful, but I am not ready for that meeting with myself and the perceived ignorance of authorities.

Covid seemed to be an entering into “something”  – an entering into a time/space reality that internally and externally displaced me from familiarity. I am struggling to sort it out and struggling to move forward.

This Fall feels important.

I am going into this Fall and Winter differently; as if it’s my last.

Last of what?

The last of my naivety, the last of old thinking, old patterns, disempowering movements, and the last of my old identity [the ways I identify with myself, others, and the world].

I need to let all these things fall away this Fall Season.

I will allow the anger, the sadness, and the cower to shed and fall away.

Fall and Winter will be a time of restoration and repair, so that hopefully, the vitality in my body will arrive in the Spring.

It will be a time for reparative work; to ‘pair’ my life with beauty, strength, courage, and grace.

Fall and Winter will be a time to unfreeze my nervous system responses of:

cold hands and feet

disconnection

lack of vitality

inability to make decisions

not knowing where to go (in life)

feeling stuck

procrastination

hiding

and all things cower…because I am/I’ve been afraid.

I feel a bit of courage in the cool breeze.

Courage wants to enter, but I do not have internal systems in place to live, move, breathe, speak, and play in the world safely.

I don’t have internal systems in place to live in the world unafraid.

I will prepare, in the upcoming months, as the external world of Winter begins to freeze, I will be doing the work internally to unfreeze.

My mind is imagining an ice sculpture.

I have a thick block of ice around the beautiful and best parts of myself. The best parts of me can’t move – she’s stuck, frozen; there’s no flow, nor grace.

For a human to be frozen means to be without feeling, especially toward oneself. *

The Seasons will help her unfreeze, thaw, and melt away the unnecessary.

The outer freeze of Winter will be used to unfreeze the best parts of me.

Fall and Winter become a time of sculpting.

Self-sculpting.

I am looking forward to this Fall and Winter, in hopes that freedom arrives as I unfreeze.

It’s a time to chip away the old;  to allow the best parts of myself to take shape  – to get “in shape” for  Spring.

This is a fitness plan like no other – this is the fit.ness of my unique.ness – to allow the ness within me to take shape: my beauty.ness, my strength.ness, my courage.ness, and my grafeful.ness.

Winter is coming, and it’s time to prepare and to re.pair the better parts of yourself.

Note: *Women Who Run With Wolves