Change is in the air. It’s spring and with spring comes spring break. And this year, my spring break has taken a different turn.
I’ve decided to step away from And So It Goes for the rest of the Spring, returning (so the plan goes) in June.
I write what I need to learn, you know; always have. And there is much out there I still want to understand better. But, I need a bit of time, of distance, to discover what that is again.
Over the past six years, my blog evolved; I think it grew up. Curiosity, courage, and compassion became my watchwords as we looked more deeply into those cultural differences that surround us, that sometimes make us gasp and often make us smile.
Except that over the last few years, my smiles have gotten fewer and fewer. I want to find them again.
Writing helps me chew, helps me savor or spit out as the case may be. It’s again about choices, isn’t it: what we cling to, what we discard, what we ignore?
Here in Vermont, April brings the final melting of the snowpack, followed by what the locals affectionately (or not) call mud season. Roads can become impassable so April also brings the last few weeks of hibernation for us as we finish up the cordwood we brought in last June. It’s a good time to write.
May is when the annual work on our land begins in earnest — encouraging the woods to attract more wildlife, harvesting the firewood for 2021, repairing the gardens from winter’s assault, and enjoying what we’ve created here, what we already have. I look forward to that work. It helps me clear my head.
I feel excited by this decision I’ve made, that same excitement I’d feel as a child before each new school year began, or as a young wife in the last long weeks of my pregnancies, or more recently when I began this blog.
I called that first post Jumping off the high dive. You can find it here.
What will emerge here at And So It Goes when I return — when I land in that pool — I do not know. I can guess; I can imagine; I can hope. I really do not know.
In the meantime, I hope you’ll remember that you do make a difference every day. And, as Jane Goodall says, it’s up to you what kind you want to make.
And so it goes.