This was the first Monday that I started feeling potentially put together for the upcoming week. We’re three weeks into my new habit on this blog here. About 21 days, if you still follow that old adage about 21 days to make a habit. (I don’t. I know that I can make or break a habit sooner than that, and what drives me to do it, largely. But it took a LOT of work to know that about myself, and it’s subject to change, like we all are!)
I’m getting ahead of myself.
This Monday I feel ready to launch. And it’s a decent buoyancy because I’m not even feeling guilt about it taking me three weeks to get my ass into gear! I am excited and ready. I have donations to drop off, cleaning to do, gardening, games, LIFE! This is what it’s about, for me. Everyone has their own motivations. Living life to the brim is mine.
In reviewing last week’s theme (Cultivating Creativity), however, I realized I’d timed a new experience for myself on just the right week! I went to a small gaming convention as a gift for my sibling’s birthday, along with a couple others. We had a great time. Then, Sunday involved a creative “jam session” with my other siblings. I ended up acting in a creative form all weekend long!
I had never been to conventions of any type until within the last four years. I’ve always wanted to go. As a low income girl geek from the 90s, the glory of San Diego Comic Con was legendary. All my geek dude friend group (of whom I had embedded myself into) talked about it. It was the pinnacle of achievement. Now you have to strike gold to win the SDCC ticket lottery, but the smaller cons seem to be the place to really see what’s exciting. I went to Grit City either last November or the one prior, and this weekend I went to the Gaming Convention at the fair grounds. It was great to feel and see the buzz of passion and energy from geeks across the local area as they united to trade.
As someone who considers themselves a social scientist, I love these modern trading posts. I relish the hand-off of goods, news, trade secrets, music, food, and all things cultural. Gaming has become a subculture in my lifetime. I’m in love with being alive right now to see it! If 11 year old me had known that D&D would be on bags, in movies, sought after, replicated, studied, debated, and more, I wouldn’t have believed you. I would have thought you were bullshitting me.
This is how living seasonally recharges me. I seek out new experiences to lean into the season and let that inform my path. By doing so, I give myself over to faith. What, you didn’t think this was about spirituality? Can I not have faith in something other than a monotheistic symbol?
I see the season around me and let it guide my way. I follow the rhythms that have guided life on Earth in its kaleidoscope of forms long before I arrived and will keep guiding it in new ways after I’m gone. When things are sluggish, I remember that winter is stagnant. When I’m frenetic and at full speed, I remember that all expansive growth in summer eventually slows. I have faith in the patterns and world around me. Even when I’m experiencing “negative” sensations: this is life!
While you meditate next week, breathe in the air around you. Attune yourself. This is life.