August sure did stir the pot, rock the boat, switch the cards, or fill in the blank with your pet phrase to indicate change and transition. Now, the first day of September has nearly passed (and with it, summer), and I remain firmly entrenched in that liminal place we all must occupy from time to time, trying to orchestrate new responsibilities, while also attempting to maintain a small space in time for the development of the "self".
I suppose the finest I could aspire to at the moment is a "negative capability" described by Keats as the ability to "be within uncertainties, mysteries, or doubts without any irritable reaching after fact and reason." Within this perspective I am wholly certain it's only the irritable part that I've managed with any success so far. Perhaps I should devote a little more attention to Keats and far, far less to my chaotic domesticity.
Regardless, September should be an interesting month. Here goes it.
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Here goes it! Tally-ho! I'm thinking of you on your edge of the mountain.
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