This time of year has a way of pressing the fast-forward button on our lives. There are invitations to accept, traditions to uphold, gifts to buy, meals to plan, moments we’re told are magical and therefore must not be missed. We hurry through our days like well-intentioned multitasking phenes, convinced that if we can just do it all, we will arrive at some shimmering finish line called fulfillment.

I used to be a hard-core skeptic. I believed I had to see, feel, or experience something firsthand before I could believe it was real.

It’s the summer solstice. Today you pointed and asked me about bees so we watched the bees. They were busily collecting pollen from a beautiful flowering bush.

A teacher recently invited me to ask myself, “What do I want in this season of my life?”