Rachel

End of Summer

End of Summer Checklist

  1. Walk barefoot in the grass
  2. Get an ice cream cone
  3. Listen to music outside
  4. Make a dish using zucchinis, tomatoes, eggplants, peppers from the Farmer’s MarketWP_20180916_14_10_29_Pro.jpg
  5. Watch the sun set
  6. Make one last pitcher of Sangria
  7. Hold tree pose
  8. Take a Saturday afternoon nap
  9. Flip through a magazine sipping iced tea
  10. Ride the carousel even if you’re way too big for itWP_20180822_15_40_23_Pro.jpg—Rachel
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Rachel

September again

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It’s clear I haven’t posted here every day as was my stated intention on August 3, when I thought about how to end this project, looking back at how we’d begun.

I liked trying to post every day at first, for a while in the middle of August. It drew out the days, marked them, protecting them from simply flying away. I don’t share the feeling that I’ve heard from so many around me that the summer flew by. For those of us lucky enough to live in a land of abundance, it always tries to fly. If we want to hold onto it, we have to be intentional about slowing down, not just intentional about reading articles about it, dreamily gazing at photographs about it. We have to really think—What makes the weeks feel like they are fully lived, not racing by, not getting away from us?

Yoga and writing, and within those practices, deep breathing, music, meditation, those are the best ways I know how to accomplish that pacing that feels closer to what I remember from childhood. Practices that help us returning again and again to the moment we are in.

I think looking past and forward can help too, though a Buddhist would likely disagree.

Throughout the summer I would stop and think about how many weeks had gone by, what we had done during them, what plans still lay ahead. During bouts of insomnia, I would sometimes think down to the day and the hour since summer began, trying to remember everything. It’s not that I’ll be able to, but even the attempt made me feel more deeply rooted in the season.

—Rachel