Life is such a sweet insanity.

With the end of Daylight Saving Time fast approaching, coupled with tomorrow night's full moon, I can't help but marvel at the magical feeling in the air. I love this time of year. I refer to it as "The Twilight", when the daytime is not at its brightest, the cool wind carries a mystical feeling and the world gets ready for the long winter. In my teenage years, I loved goofing off with friends and playing in the woods behind the house, long after dark settled in. I guess I still enjoy the same things these days.

In the past I've always been against getting up before 7:30 a.m., but since the new job starts earlier, I now get up around 6:00. I find myself not turning on the lights, instead opting to see in the darkness. My instincts kick into high gear as I navigate the house with very little light to aid my eyes. It's a good feeling to 'feel' the house, rather than just 'see' it. I think she's happy that we live here.

As more and more darkness consumes time, I don't feel the sense of hibernation that many others feel. I revel in the energy. I think of it as a time of renewal. A gathering of energy to be stored and then utilized in the spring. This is the time to focus, to meditate, to rejuvenate and to center myself.

I revel in the The Twilight.