“Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying our hopes for love, joy and celebration. Hummingbirds open our eyes to the wonder of the world and inspire us to open our hearts to loved ones and friends.”
Aspire to hover and to savor each moment as it passes, embrace all that life has to offer and to celebrate the joy of everyday for life is rich, beauty is everywhere, and every personal connection has meaning.
– text modified, Papyrus
Sometimes I feel a lot like this leaf, hanging onto its last connection to the tree.
Sometimes I feel like a lone butterfly arm’s reach away from its kaleidoscope. The season seems to call for a bit of solitude which helps me to reflect on the year as it comes to an end.
This time of introspection used to come with a bit of judgement. I feared that it was wrong in some way and with that fear came loneliness. But when I allow room to just be alone in neutrality, it isn’t bad at all.
In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.
-Albert Camus
Some weekends are so busy that you need another weekend to use for recovery. This past weekend was one of those weekends. During one of the rare moments when I was at home relaxing, I looked over at Ronin passed out on the couch. 
He looked like I felt: WORN OUT! Although, I don’t know why. Even when I sat down on the other couch, with hot food in hand, he hardly stirred. I guess he knew that there was no way he was getting any of it.
Now, it’s Monday and I’m back in the office feeling a touch of a scratchy throat and wondering if it’s from over-extending myself or the overly air-conditioned office air.
I’m not particularly fond of this time of year. The season marks the beginning of an onslaught of sadness during times that should be overflowing with joy.
Still…