A Weekly Pause to Move You Forward
“There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air, and time is quiet and mellow.”
Rudolfo Anaya
Los Angeles spent the week in a little heat wave. Asphalt shimmered, nights stayed warm, and my A/C arguably worked harder than I did. Yet signs of change were everywhere. Cafés already trading iced drinks for pumpkin spice. Notebooks edging out beach towels in storefronts. Calendars about to fill as everyone returns after Labor Day.
The date, more than the weather, sets the boundary: one chapter closing, another ready to begin. And how you mark it will shape the months ahead.
It feels like a quiet New Year’s Eve. Not fireworks and champagne, but a subtle shift in the air. A line in time that offers a chance to reset your heading before September accelerates.
At the beach, I saw that truth made human. A friend, a teacher, was in the water with her boys, laughing as the waves rolled in and the sun sank lower. Later, toweling off, she said: “I love this so, so much… But I am really excited for the school year too.” Both were true. She was fully inside the present, already turning toward what comes next.