Is it just me or has this been a really strange week all around? Blame it on the stars, the moon or menopause if you have to, but this week was long and bizarre from an energy level. Blog readership was way off, store traffic was like someone turn a switch and the lights went out, phone calls from family were scant and even traffic on my rural route to work was uncharacteristically light. I felt alone in the world, much of the time.
Social Media, (that should have been all caps) was awash with comments seeking solace or heartwarming pet stories. I have begun to avoid Facebook as much as I ignore the television world news…too emotional. Interestingly, my housemates have been more “clingy” seeking more physical touch, more rubs, more hugs and scratches. (They are cats and dogs if you just joined us.)
It makes sense that a seasonal change would bring on a sense of disconnection. Recently built routines must alter as kids go back to school, summer vacations wrap up and the race toward the holidays ensues. But animals don’t know all that?
Even the lushness of summer seems to becoming brittle. Like emotions, the seeds of the flowers are flying in all directions tossed into orbit by the slightest breeze. Acorns are raining down on vehicles and decks. Pine needles catch in every crevice and cling as sticky, miniature haystacks.
The best I can do is sit with the feeling, acknowledge its strength at the moment, seek solace in the fact that others are feeling the same shift, and wait it out. Because change is the only constant.