Today is officially day #2 of my first ever staycation. It's also my first ever real vacation, beyond a day take off here or there to attend special events. I get an entire week, bordered by two weekends to make it feel even longer. And it's total magic. Autumn is my favorite season, and October is my favorite month. It feels somehow like a new year to me each time as we transition into a new season of intention.
I've discovered a new mantra for this week (and hopefully one I'll take back into regular life). Take Your Time. I tend to always feel rushed. Stressed. Shoulders held high and tight, breath shallow, thoughts racing. I don't sink fully into my showers, into my cups of coffee, into my conversations. This week is remembering to loosen my shoulders. To take my time in every moment. To remember that this time is mine; this present moment is sacred. I don't believe in any particular god, but I think that being alive is simply Divine. I think being surrounded by the Present Moment is Divine. I think this every-day, mundane life is holy.
It's amazing having the time for all three of my major home-pursuits: housework, special projects, and cozy relaxation. My dishes are done. My workshop is almost done being organized (special project #1), and today I'm curling up inside with Luke Cage episodes and my little just-spayed kitty Peppermint. It's grey out, and I have a clear view of falling leaves from my table. Tomorrow will be another garage/workshop day. Maybe I'll start on project #2 (building a desk). Maybe I won't. Either way, it's okay.