Sunday is my favorite day, and I'll tell you why. It inherently has a sense of calm, rest, ease, and stillness-a natural 'pause'. It allows us all to take in the moment we exist in now, and sit with it for a millisecond longer...to sip tea with a book, don sweaters and go on wandering walks, partake in something a little less ordinary or rushed, and not too far planned or ambitious. It encourages us to converse with others, eat substantially and to fill bellies and souls with nourishment. On Sundays we remember time that has passed-both recent and archeological, more grandiose- and anticipate time that is approaching. Sunny Sundays feel like possibility, rainy ones are comforting and familiar, and evoke saudades. Sunday has no agenda or expectation. Sunday just is.
|one of my original minis, now in the hands of a lovely patron|
Today I will enjoy this blustery fall Sunday with a bit of easiness and flexibility- a lightness and calm reflective of this day of pause. And I hope you will too.