September is like New Years day isn’t it? Full of goals and hope and fresh starts. I’m feeling energized with all the possibilities right now. Not because August is over, but because August has happened.
A month where I found myself continually inspired and rejuvenated, I now look to bring that energy into the new beginnings of fall. Looking back, to carry forward.
Inspiration is being in the middle of a lake, rhythmically paddling a SUP, while saxophone notes cascade like a wave, rolling softly until all at once crashing into an epic finale.
Inspiration is realizing we can do hard things and we will feel amazing when we do them.
Inspiration is a night with old girlfriends, all of us doing very different things, and feeling fully the respect, love and pride for each others lives.
Inspiration is seeing my daughter take the helm in our family adventures. Though I wavered in our plans to jump puddles upon realizing the extent of the onslaught, Kaya insists we will have fun. She is right.
Inspiration is contagious you see.
So that today, the first day of September, as I watch my brother and 100 of his fellow
crazies runners complete a 50 mile (80 km) ultra marathon, inspiration ripples and flows beyond the act of running, but into the realms of progressing each of our dreams.Though this summer of momentous achievements is ending, we carry the spark ignited within into this season of new beginnings.