We are present.
I am a writer, and I must write. And when I am not writing, I must live.
So that's what I've been doing — living.
What does that mean, really? I'm not talking about the kind of living you can't wait to share on Instagram. I'm talking about the kind of living that's quiet, content, satiated, someplace between where I've been and where I'm going.
It took me a while to surrender to this space. If you're like me — the type who loves a goal to push towards — then you'd understand. But when I saw the ways in which the Universe was placing exactly what I needed in my path, exactly when I needed it with little to no effort on my part (except for faith), not only did I surrender, but my trust deepened.
This is the season I'm in. This is my assignment. And as I lean into the comfort of fall, I trust that I will know when it's time to leap into action once again.
So whatever season you find yourself in, I hope you lean into it with the utmost trust and gratitude for the numinous cycles of life.