The Test
I feel that the test is coming. The past couple of weeks in yoga, our instructor has been reminding us that fall is a season of change that we might feel in our bodies, our hearts, our minds, our souls. We may be experiencing a sense of disequilibrium as the days shorten, temperatures fall, and we can see through the trees to branches rapidly becoming bare. Right now in the upper Midwest, fall color is peaking. Earlier sunsets are often sky filled blazes of wide swatches of pinks, purples, oranges. In that respect, it makes it easier for me to accept the falling temperatures, the constant chill in the air that both intuitively and intellectually I know will only grow deeper and more intense over the coming months. You all know that I am a warm weather girl, truly the warmer, the better. I park my car in the sunshine year round, never in the shade (I mean, come on, why?). My gravity chair has a place of honor in the sunniest spot in the bac...