Fall Matter

The cell matter of the fall always seems to extract the peripheral matters from daily life living from our family matter--those peripheral performances that we do that really only communicate our need for acceptance from strangers and distract us from being, really being together at the dinner table, on the couch, and in our cars.

The thunder in our ears,

the tightness in the air we breath,

and the colors in the sky seem to momentarily

erase the differences that weigh us day in, day out--that yucky identity matter we inhabit.

That yucky identity matter that keeps us comparing our uniqueness against the norm and keeps us wishing to be normal.

I love when the weather cuts through these emotional tensions pent-up in our identity matter.

When the tension of the air lifts pain out of our bodies and replaces it with joy, gratitude, and love.

I love the crisp changes in our oxygen quality that helps ME feel everything--

the crunch underneath my feet,

the wetness of the earth,

and the warmth of my baby's hand.

Fall matter--the stuff that allows us to be, really be, WITH who matters.

Fall matter--the stuff that teaches us, really teaches us, what matters.

Fall matter--the stuff that reminds us, really reminds us, we matter,

no matter what we come from and who we be.

Thank you, thank you to our Behavioral Interventionist, Cassidy, for helping us create and taking photos of all that matters!:)