“Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You’ll learn from them—if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It’s a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn’t education. It’s history. It’s poetry.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
This is a late post for what feels like a late month. Everything about August feels a little delayed. We are all running a bit behind on our engagements. We are all a little less engaged.
So catching… Catching up? Catching sickness? Catching feelings? (One in the same?) I feel that something happens in the transition from August to September where I feel suddenly more grounded, for better or for worse. Maybe it’s the fact that my life until now has been a cycle of school; this is a return to the classroom. Or maybe it’s the first cold breeze at summer’s end which signals that autumn is knocking. Whatever the cause, it’s as if my feet are catching my weight again under me. I feel more willing, more forward-thinking, more striving.
But it is good to remember that we are still in no rush. We are entering the third act of this year, which just means that another one will follow. I mean, hopefully. You never really know these days.
Lay on the couch and refuse to get up. Then feel invigorated when you do. Allow yourself to get to that point of unbothered inactivity so that you can feel again what it’s like to have that mini revival. There’s nothing really wrong with not doing anything, but in that transfer of weight there is an opportunity for growth.
End-of-Month | webzine and blog 