New Beginnings are often disguised as Painful Endings. -Lao Tzu
It is August first here in Maine. Which means Queen Anne's Lace all over the roadside, corn on the cob and tomatoes abounding and blueberries. I've been thinking a lot about samskara lately. For the past 19 years my summer has been organized around my twins. July was summer camp month and August was family vacation month. Simple routines, simple seasonal rhythms have kept us together in body and soul. We are a traditional bunch. We dearly love our family jokes and our time tested traditions. It's can be so comforting to be in a familiar groove. But as a yogi I know that it can lead to samskara- being stuck in a rut. Sometimes you need to shake things up in order to create new patterns and enable yourself to be truly conscious and not just sleep-walking along the familiar well worn path.
This August I am preparing my twins to leave the nest:to move out of our house and start college in states far away. Just like that- empty nest. And although I like to say that nature has prepared us all well, I find myself sobbing in the car when a sentimental song comes on the radio. Clearly there is grief at the end of a phase of our family life. But there is joy too in knowing that they are well prepared and that they take our values with them.
Endings and beginnings. You can't have one without the other. For 19 years I have organized my life around my beloved children. And now I am organizing my life around this new service organization and that feels just right. I know that my kids will come back and circle the nest from time to time but I also know that this is the end of this phase of my life. And the beginning of a new phase.