Labor Day, Seasonal Shift, and Your Monday Fortune Cookie, 9/2/13

WE LIVE AT THE EDGE OF THE MIRACULOUS.

SNARKY RESPONSE: Yeah, and the admission requirements are ridiculous.

We Live At The Edge Of The Miraculous

First - Happy Labor Day!

And this Monday Fortune Cookie seems to tie right in. Labor Day is the proverbial "last day of summer" when the freedom of summer ends and the reality of life returns. The long, luxurious days of summer start winding down, days get shorter (actually have been since the Summer Equinox), and activity shifts from lazing to crazing. The slide from here to the end of the year is one of increasing speed with responsibilities picking up, holidays popping up, and stress levels shooting up.

So why not, take today, this moment, as we teeter on the edge of the seasonal shift and not only think back longingly to the summer's festivities, but look ahead in anticipation of the roller coaster ride to come.

Fall is my absolutely favorite time of the year. The temperature drops into the bearable levels, windows stay open, moving around outside becomes more than a sweat-slicked dash from air-conditioned car to air-conditioned house/office/store. The color palette begins to open from shades of green to golds and reds as the trees begin their autumnal costume party.

Yeah, the stores and the advertising machine have already begun their siren's shriek about the Yule gift-giving season, but you don't have to buy into it yet. I personally develop blinders to anything not related to the true calendar and it helps. You might try to adopt a pair yourself if the pressure gets too much.

Try to slow down the plummet toward the end of the year and, just like we do during the summer, laze your way through the holidays. Adopt a beach-like attitude where it'll all get done in time, but for now, just enjoy. Put yourself back on a natural rhythm. Don't let the stores dictate when you put up your holiday decorations (if you decorate). Don't feel guilty if decorating is not your thing. Let yourself slow down a bit sooner in the evening as the nights grow longer. It's okay. It's natural.

Let's see if we can't make this step over the edge of the miraculous less of a doozy and more of a yahooy!