Shift

Samain                                                                            Moving Moon

Can you feel the shift? The wind has started blowing from the east, giving us lift. No matter now the final bits of packing, the papers, the plans. The momentum has begun to take us, all the work past or almost past and nothing but future lies ahead.

It’s heady. Creates a swooning sensation, a bit giddy. When Brian, our window washer, loaded up the Simplicity Landlord lawn tractor into his trailer, he said, “I’ll bet you guys are ready to go?” Oh. Yeah. Replying to him carried me into the future for a moment, desire collapsing the days. “Yep. We are.”

The liminal field in which we have lived for the last seven months has begun to fade away. We are living the move. No longer living in the move.

The circus tent has two main tents collapsed, one folded up and headed for the truck, another ready. The third won’t go down until this house sells, but the roustabouts have their instructions. They will know when to strike it and get it loaded. The circus will have to do with only two rings for a short time. It will manage.

Seed Planted

Samain                                                                                  Moving Moon

The Great Wheel congruence I mentioned a few posts back, the one between closing on Samain (Oct. 31st) and having our first full day and night together in Colorado on the 21st of December, the Winter Solstice, are not the only ones.

When I went back over posts related to this decision, I discovered Kate and I discussed the possibility and then decided to move on April 30. That day we planted a small seed that began to germinate on May 1st.  That’s Beltane, the Celtic holiday that marks the opening of the growing season.

That means the idea of moving to Colorado took root that day and began to flourish over the growing season. We tilled the ground around it over the summer and into the fall, finally harvesting the fruit of a new home on the day marking the end of the growing season.

There is natural magic here. Yes, these dates are coincidences, but the congruity between our dreams and their realization in parallel with the Great Wheel’s turning demonstrates, profoundly I believe, the interdependent nature of our lives as human animals (see the TED talk below) and the life of plants and other animals. We reflect in our lives the patterns to be found in the world around us. I find this deeply comforting.

Thoughtfulness

Samain                                                                              Moving Moon

A little top of the right curve on the U humor from the Onion:

Elderly Woman Begins Freezing Meals Husband Can Eat While She’s Passed Away

the u-shaped graph

Samain                                                                                Moving Moon

Been thinking about the U shaped graph I’ve seen in recent articles about happiness. The graph follows feelings of happiness over a lifetime. During early childhood happiness is high according to the graph. Then somewhere around adolescence and continuing through  an individual’s working life happiness declines reaching a nadir in mid-career. After that the curve ticks up, implying of course that we’re happiest again when we die. Hmm. Probably not.

(graphic for an Economist article on this topic.)

My life experience so far seems to underwrite the broad concept. Specifically I’ve been wondering about that uptick in happiness (well-being, satisfaction)-I prefer the Greek,  eudaimonia, human-flourishing. Why does it happen?

Here are a few random ideas, not proven as far as I know.  We flourish when our life has recognizable limits. We’re always being told we can do anything we set our minds to, we can be anything we want to be. Maybe so, I don’t know.  I do know that the burden of  having to choose among competing futures can make the present seem fraught and burdened. One limit in the third phase is that of diminished prospects. We no longer have the career world and its vast horizons spread before us, nor do we have the energy, the ambition we had in that time of our life. Seems good to me. Narrowing down the future and its possibilities means a less fraught daily existence.

A second limit we encounter (most of us) in the third phase is financial. We know how much money we have and what we have to do to live within its possibilities and constraints. Again, I think, good. We’re not reaching, hoping for another raise, a windfall, a lucky break. No, we can settle into the life we can afford.

A third limit is length of life. We know now that life does not stretch on well beyond the horizon. Our friends and family have begun to get serious illnesses and die. Our own body has begun to signal its intention, too. Like the other two, narrowed prospects and financial constraints, at first this seems like a horror, an anathema to the American dream of excelsior. But I think good here, too. I want my obit to start out: Ate right, exercised, died anyway.

Acceptance of all three limits encourages us to focus on those matters dearest to us, most important in our lives. Does this mean that we have no hope for a productive life? No. It simply means that we’re likely much clearer about where to spend our energy and gifts. Does this mean we give up on managing our financial affairs? Again, no. It just means that they’re easier to manage and probably take up less energy. Does it mean we abandon caring for our health? Of course not. It means that we no longer do so with the illusion of eternal physical life as our reward for it.

Just random ideas. Not proven as far as I know.