The “time” changed this past Sunday. The end of Daylight Savings and the return to Standard. The Man and I have decided that we would much rather stay on Standard all year around, but that decision doesn’t matter much so we won’t dwell on it.
According to the handy little iPhone sitting next to me, I know that the sun is setting now at 5:12pm.
That seems awful early.
It’s always a little shock to the system when the day seems to end so abruptly at the same time as the end of the majority of work shifts. Work is over. Day is over. Goodnight and let’s do it again tomorrow.
I’m going to embrace this winter season a little more this year. I’m going to embrace the dark evenings and savor the opportunity to slow down and allow my mind to rest in the evenings. Be at ease with my family relaxing into the couch for Netflix without stressing out that they aren’t putting away their things, or helping me with the after-dinner mess in the kitchen. Maybe even sit down and relax with them. No more things to do today. They can be done later.
The Universe gives us a season of long days of light and warmth to produce and grow, but it also gives us just as much time to become dormant and store up energy; to recuperate and rest.
Yes. This year I’m going to accept the darkness. I’ve got big plans for the next growing season, but it’s not here right now.