“When the seasons shift, even the subtle beginning, the scent of a promised change,
I feel something stir inside me.
Hopefulness? Gratitude? Openness? Whatever it is, it’s welcome.”  – Kristin Armstrong

Summer is behind us and autumn officially arrives in two days. We are in a place of transition: sunflowers, chrysanthemums and pumpkins have made their appearance in stores everywhere but window boxes and planters in my neighborhood continue to bloom with summer colors. Deciduous trees are holding on to their green leaves but with hints of umber, russet, and gold. Mornings are decidedly cooler which quickly make way to warm afternoons and evenings. The comings and goings of seasons, year after year, invite reflection and this one is not different.

I think of rituals especially during the shift in seasons. September ushers change – perhaps a new school year for those with young children and/or ramped-up activities and expectations at work. Rituals – old, altered, or new – bring familiar comfort, encourage us to welcome new beginnings, and engage with life a bit more. Here’s to September.