Transcendance

The act of becoming who you were always meant to be through movement and music. 

Look at the way she carries herself, so sure, so pure, as she floats across the wooden planks. Her feet barely touch the ground. She is beautifully alone in her own transcendance.

It’s been many years now since I’ve needed to get myself ready for the first day of school. And yet, every September I feel the call to reassess, get organized, start something new. Last year I joined a choir, though anyone who has stood next to me at a concert or religious service (to some these are one and the same) knows that I can’t carry a tune. But join I did and am grateful for the camaraderie and gentle encouragement of those around me. This year I’m taking on much needed, and let’s face it, overdue, projects around my house. I’ve never made this space my own despite having lived here since just before Covid. I was a tenant at first, then bought it halfway through my lease when the landlord declared the market was getting hot and she was going to sell. I did not want to move again. Currently there are at least a dozen paint chips on my counter, a rainbow of off-white to deep tan. So many choices, without much variation, to freshen up my space. Perhaps I’ll buck all the sage decorating advice my best friend the hot shot realtor has given me and paint the house a color I love. If only I can pick one from the multitudes. What I do know about this inclination to do/change that comes over me every fall is that I have only about 4 weeks to execute it. If I don’t do it now, I’ll get lost in the pending pumpkin spice turned peppermint mocha latte months ahead. At work, my job is to communicate program changes, events and important updates. In other words, it’s always fall. Our work is always evolving. In my opinion, that change is good. It keeps things from getting staid. Like my living room paint. What colors await as the temperatures drop? And what progress will I have to show by Christmas? Perhaps by then I’ll have found the harmony I seek in September.