To truly experience autumn in all its glory requires a change of pace and a seasonal reprogramming of all the senses. The sites, the tastes, the smells, the sounds, the warmth—they require and request your full attention.
It’s officially spooky season, and I’ve had the supernatural on my mind. Specifically, the spirits meant to be warded off by the traditional jack-o’-lantern.
I’m a big fan of finding a lesson in any situation. It’s a problem. That being said, please humor me while I share some lessons learned.
I include these three thoughts/sentiments/instructions for a few reasons, but mostly as a reminder to myself. In my first post, I spoke to my definition of “awkward,” and today I’d like to quickly give a few words for “kindness.”
Applause was by no means cancelled during the pandemic. It was an integral part of showing thanks for the essential workers. It was piped into the empty stands of sports arenas. However, it was noticeably absent in the arts.
Over the past year, we’ve all become familiar with and experienced a tremendous amount of loss. Even those fortunate enough not to lose a loved one have dealt with a different kind of loss.
There’s something about driving through wide-open, less-inhabited spaces. The sky is bigger and the journey becomes less about reaching a destination and more about taking in what lies between you and the horizon.
This black and white plain has no shades of grey. There’s no room for diplomacy or personal sentiment. It’s a world of strategy and ruthlessness. It’s also quite beautiful and inspiring when played by those who know what they’re doing. In case it wasn’t already clear, I did not know what I was doing.
The right thing looks different for every person and situation. Sometimes we need to help ourselves first and sometimes we need to reach out.
A couple of years ago, I toured a few wineries in the Sonoma Valley of California. A few lessons stuck with me from that day.