As summer turns toward fall, I usually have a kick of “back to school” energy where I want to launch something new.

This year, that energy isn’t coming the same way. I’m making the choice to not launch anything new this fall.

Instead, I’ll be focusing on the conferences I’m heading to (see below) and making human connections there.

This transformative moment of caterpillar goo as I figure out how to make my business be what I want it to be in my life, it's a time to work inwardly, to give new ideas a rich ground for germination. I'm striving quietly, with sunshine soaking into me rather than heat burning me up.

Knight of Swords

decisive, swift action on an idea that has taken over your thoughts; intellectual ambition, strength, and action that can be exciting and also blindly fruitless

2 of Swords

two equal forces competing against each other; a choice is required that is challenging the intellect

Death
accepting the ending of a cycle and the start of something new; uncertainty amidst transition

10 of Pentacles
the culminating card of the journey from ace to 10 for the pentacles (suit of earth & worldly goods)
abundance will come in the long term, leaving a legacy behind

As I’m working on reconfiguring my business to be what I want, I’m trying to bring some lightness, ease, and fun to how I work. This is a week of intuitive play.

Ace of Cups
the kernel/seed of the suit of cups (suit of water, emotions)
a fresh start with emotional receptivity and openheartedness

I thought I’d see this year out in a fallow, hibernatory period of time is to write an Obituary for My Rippling Year.

Here’s my attempt to memorialize what this year has been for me in a way that’s satisfactorily summarizing without circling in endless analysis.

CARE is open for registration. The deadline is November 10.

Let’s be in community together. Let’s be imperfect and generous of spirit. Let’s push back against the pressures of isolationism and domination and hierarchy in this collective nest of sharing and support.

My Seattle retreat isn’t happening. I could tell you a tale of how this came to be that made it seem like a straightforward choice to cancel. I could spin a yarn about how the timing wasn’t right or the stars didn’t align or it wasn’t meant to be. Instead, I’m going to be straightforward about it. And in the name of further transparency, I want to use it as a little case study on making peace with failure.