I’m a little sad about the high energy of Summer coming to an end. I use it now to keep going… I’m still tired. There are beautiful signs of Fall like my lemon balm turning to seed, my apples growing big and the Asian Dogwood growing some kind of Fall pricklies.
I like peaceful hope and balance of Autumn but there’s slow death and I love energetic mania of Summer more and I haven’t loved it enough this year yet because of agoraphobia. I am thanking the sun today and holding this summer day with gratefulness and will thank sand on a beach hopefully before school starts.
I love Winter next because it is a time to be slowing down and feeling sheltered by the dimness of it especially when it snows as it casts an invisible cloak.
I love Autumn and Spring less because to me they are the getting ready seasons Fall getting ready for Winter and it’s shelter and staying in more from coldness. Spring getting ready for Summer and it’s rebirth and aliveness. It’s storms too. Release. Mania. Recharge. Grow.
Like with bipolar the different moods switching around and different parts of who we are, are like the seasons and the weather, having an effect on people.