Thursday, October 6, 2016
Little Bits of Magic
It always takes a few weeks, but then all of a sudden I wake up one day and we have fallen fully into our fall rhythm. I love the pace of summer, the expansiveness of our days, we let go of some of our daily rhythms in favour of soaking up the summer days as best as we can. It feels right, for us. But as summer closes, I am ready to return to our fall rhythm, the rhythm that guides our days for the majority of the year.
There's nothing special about our rhythm, it probably looks a lot like most family rhythms, but what I love about our rhythm is that I can feel it grounding us, bringing us back to center. During this time of year we spend more time at home. We spend more time in nature. We spend more time focused on us. And all of that is grounding, settling us into this place, this land we call home. We connect to the beauty around us, inside and out, we connect to each other and we connect to ourselves.
Our days here at home are ordinary. We aren't doing anything out of the norm, but in some ways I feel like these days at home are extraordinary. They are filled with little bits of magic....the early morning darkness that calls me to my mat for yoga and meditation, waking my little man and snuggling together before we start our day, the look of excitement in the eyes of my little man when something clicks on our learning journey, the laughter I hear from children enjoying outdoor free play on a gorgeous autumn afternoon, the squeals of delight at the excitement of another successful attempt at climbing a tree, the way one little one helps another, the quiet moment in the afternoon when I sit for a few minutes sipping a cup of tea, the flowers I am still collecting from the garden, the food we enjoy from the backyard, the way the light filters in through the windows, the flickering candlelight as dusk falls and turns to night, the quiet in my home after my little man has drifted off to dreamland, and those moments in the quiet when I sit and offer gratitude for this life. All ordinary. All simple. And all extraordinary in the way they fill me with joy and contentment. Happiness isn't something I am looking for, I already have it. It's here, all around me in the ordinary moments that make up my days. It isn't something that happens to me when things fall into place, happiness is here, all the time, in those simple, ordinary moments. I just need to look, to be aware, and let them slowly filter through me.
Settling back into our fall rhythm feels like coming home after a long trip. It's a welcoming hug after the journey of summer. It's a reminder that life is extraordinary, every single day.
What bits of magic are filling your ordinary days?