Seasons of Love

"If you want to change the world, go home and love your family."  Mother Teresa

It has been ten days since I last posted and boy oh boy have I been feeling it.  The first day of fall is among us and in just four hours it will literally be here; my most favorite time of the year.  I don't just love the fall season for the weather it brings or for the breeze of the cool air that eases my soul.  I love it for so many reasons besides how wonderful it feels outside, but mainly for what it does to my being.

When the seasons change, so do I.  And I change, not just because it is a new season, but because I want to.  I change because I'm ready for that to come in and impact my life, teach me new things, force me to let go of bad habits, and live a life of true authenticity-always. 

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This year has already been full of change, with so many twists and turns that the "someday I'm going to write a book about this" has officially become something I am working on.   Every day when I drive to work and then back home at the end of it, I'm literally and physically surrounded by people who are in an insane rush.  I have no idea who these people are, I have never met them, and yet I pass them by on the street and glance very briefly, at the unhappiness, stress and tiredness that is written all over their face. 

And yet no matter what story I am creating about those people, I know nothing about them.  All I know is that whether it is our society, culture, environment or our own psychosis, too many people are unhappy these days. And it is because of this unhappiness that so much crap continues to happen.  

If we all just took it easy, slowed it down several hundred notches, and cared about one another, maybe things could be different. 

All of this is because for me at least, I try to focus on the parts of myself I want to change when a new season emerges.  When I see this kind of behavior for the most part of my days, all I want is to make it home safely, hug my guy, love our pup, and breathe.  I wish so much that everyone would want the same, not because I think shit doesn't happen (because it obviously does) or that I am better (because I definitely am not), but because I'm tired of listening to bad crap taking place more often than ever before.  I'm tired of reading, watching or hearing negative things, instead of the good that is happening, because there is still good. 

There is always still good left in the world, we just all have to want to see it-because it exists. 

The best thing we can do for each other is accept one another as well.  Truly.  If we all accepted each other, regardless of our differences, regardless of how we were taught to think or how to believe, maybe there would be less hate.  Maybe, just maybe, there'd be less accidents because more people would WANT to be aware of the lives they are responsible for. And maybe, just maybe there would be more love being spread, instead of hate.

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To seasons of love, always,

Kim