It’s the weekend and it’s one I’ve been waiting for for 3 years. 3 years ago I watched as one of my favorite groups of kids – they seem that way to me because they are the same age group as my children – headed off the stage as a group. I wondered just how much their upcoming experiences in the military and the civil service would change them. I didn’t even consider how much my experiences over that same 3 years would change me.

BTS are back to the stage and I’m tossing all my previously scheduled routines out for the next couple of days. They have been dropping music and I’m here for it. I didn’t realize just how much I missed their active presence. They’ve broadened their musical horizons and they’ve definitely grown as people. To say I am looking forward to their live broadcast concert tomorrow is an understatement. It will start at 5AM my time and I will be there of course. I subscribed to Netflix just for the show.

When they ended their group work and headed back into their studio spaces to pursue their own ideas on Oct. 15, 2022, it had been just 6 months since my dog (Cherry) had passed and less than 2 months since my cat (Nixie)had also passed away. I couldn’t have known that by the time they returned I would have undergone huge changes in both my physical self and my surrounding world, including all my future plans. These new plans are still unfolding. I am much less specific now in my goals. I follow nudges where I used to follow guidelines. This blog, for example, was started by a mental tap on the shoulder. It’s not the goal but it’s a goal. The last 3 years have been about not just endings, they scraped the superficial off of my idea of who I am. 3 years that left me standing as unadorned as the rocky barren cliffs in a desert.

As far as weekends go, this one deserves my focus. It’s a celebration, an unspoken eulogy, and a moment worthy of reflection. It also happens to be the Equinox. Only twice a year does the light balance the dark in near-perfect equilibrium. It’s a day to find my balance as well. I can stand in this moment, look over my shoulder and see the path that led me here with all its hills and valleys and then turn my face toward the future. It’s a bit hard to see very far ahead. I can surmise there are some valleys and some hills this way too. I don’t have as far left to go as I have already traveled but it looks like there might be something interesting just around the hill ahead.

I’m off to watch a concert tomorrow, say thank you for the day’s blessings, make some plans, give some gifts, write something I’ve never written before and look for hot air balloons at dawn. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend and finds their inner balance on this special day.