Learning to Be Happy When Happy Wasn’t a Safe Emotion




Ijust had the most epic weekend. Although, you might not think so when you hear me describe it — I imagine it would seem ordinary and even boring to most people. But to me, it was phenomenal.I celebrated the weekend of the autumn equinox picking apples, cooking, cuddling up on my sofa with a blanket and my latest knitting project, watching moody mystery shows, and drinking lattes and kombuchas.I only left the house once in three days and that was also the only time I spent with another human being. And I loved every second of it — at home and out of it.What inspired this bacchanal? The aforementioned equinox, of course!utumn is my absolute favorite season. I can’t get enough, and with the rush of back-to-school September and the rapid changes of October that unfold straight into holiday season-November, it all seems to go by much faster than the other three seasons.

So each year, I get a little more determined to prioritize my enjoyment of autumn. Last year, I created a little tea nook in my kitchen so I could make my own chai lattes and other fall favorites right here at home.This year, I decided to celebrate the equinox exactly the way I wanted: relaxing, knitting, and sipping tea.In fact, looking back on it, there’s only one thing that I think could have made it even more perfect: if I had truly gone all out, decorating and cooking the way I would for an actual party…and then simply not invite anyone and enjoy the entire fete all by myself.And that’s when I realized this equinox was about to drop an important lesson on me…