Be in Love with your Life… every Minute of it…

Dear Reader:

I am certainly in love with autumn today … because it feels like autumn today. It is overcast which lends itself to low sixties starting out… with a whisper of a breeze that actually made me shiver down my back… haven’t experienced that sensation in quite awhile.

It is so easy to be in love with life this time of year…mums, pumpkins, butterflies, gords, chilly nights and cool mornings…. ( I think God really loves autumn best too!)

Fall officially arrives next Saturday, September 23, and the best gift of all… on the 29th … here comes that gorgeous full Harvest Moon! The most beautiful full moon of all!

” Shine on… Shine on Harvest Moon”…

The autumn name for the corn or harvest full moon evolved because farmers could harvest crops late into the day and early evenings …due to the brightness of the moon… sealing final preparations for the winter supply of food needed to last through the long winter months.

There are many spiritual meanings behind the autumn moon… it centers around abundance and balance. ( and you know how this ” Libra” gal likes her balance in life! )

It is a time for reflection and gratitude for all the God-given gifts we are blessed with… We are beginning to turn inward. This is the time of balance towards our spiritual side in a new way.

We feel the coming of the darkness and our spiritual side is reminding us that soon our sunlight and brightness must be commemorated in our memories and celebrated as we wait for the light to return.

So until tomorrow… sooner than later… we must carry the promise of full moons into out ” winter” lives … using the time to renew our faith in dignity, courage, strength, morality, and honesty as the anchors in our families’ lives!

Rutledge-in Thanksgiving of 2014 seeing his name under his maple tree.
Rutledge’s Maple tree today…

Mollie brought the kids over… yesterday after school … to attend the Summerville football game and see their granddad enter the Summerville Football Hall of Fame ceremony and be recognized at halftime.

Walsh and Tommy played at Miler for the Parkinson’s Fundraiser Benefit tournament …for their dad … green and gold were the colors for Summerville Greenwave.

Work it… Eloise!

The boys in the process of getting in the spirit… Lachlan left home in green.

Walsh and Rutledge are ready… Walsh’s Jersey was his dad’s when he played high school football for Summerville-taken out of a glassed frame…. his Dad’s number. Rutledge is wearing his dad’s high school number! ( Walsh) đź’—

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

Got the children the bubbles that turn hard ( in seconds after being blown) so you can carry and put the bubbles anywhere… look what Eloise did!

Love it!!!!

But … still… hard to beat hibiscus big red!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to Be in Love with your Life… every Minute of it…

  1. Gin-g Edwards says:

    What a sweet and fun time going down memory lane…lots of sweet memories of the Green and Gold.

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