quiet metamorphosis

Still out here on the land. I’ve been off social media for a couple of months now and let me tell you…it is the shit. It’s really great. It’s your pass into the past before all that. It’s a fast track to reclaiming your nervous system. Really can’t recommend it enough.

I believe I’m in a quiet metamorphosis up here in the northern woods. I have some idea of where it’s leading now but it’s still crystalizing. Not too far off from illumination…changes are afoot.

As Fall settles over the land my back to school mind is kicking in. The bears are busy. You can feel them around, getting ready for winter, and of course I keep finding their scat. Minnie is barking and growling into the woods behind the cabin more. I let her just so they know we are here.

I’m looking up lots of green tomato recipes because there are still lots of them on the vine. These early cold temps will not be prompting further ripening. So, I will ripen some off the vine the best I can and embrace the flavors of the green tomatoes. There is lots you can do with them still.

Maybe it’s because I was born into the crisp sunny days of early October but Autumn is the season that most captures my soul. Lingering sunny days, the melancholy of saying goodbye to summer’s warmth and accepting the oncoming winter, the colors and invigorating winds, it all feels tailor made for my spirit. Is there any place better to immerse oneself in Autumn than the norhern woods? While my inner California girl feels somewhat trepidatious about the long cold winter quickly approaching…the beauty of seasonality is undeniable. For many reasons, I’ve decided to stay put and throw my hat into this northern place that has seemingly chosen me. This watery place has flung its arms open and whispered in my ear that I should stay.