A brief note about living seasonally

And why I’m taking this autumn to heart

Photo by Hedi Alija on Unsplash

I’ve been blogging (either on Medium.com or to my personal email list) every day for almost 3 years now. No, no one has been forcing me to do it. I’ve done it out of my own free will (or something like that) and don’t regret one word.

This work has literally — and I do mean it when I say ‘literally’ — changed my life in so many ways. Here are just a few.


  • Come to enjoy writing more
  • (Both digitally and physically) met hundreds of new people and connected loosely with thousands
  • Found my voice (at least its current incarnation)
  • Reaped the ego-checking benefits of having a daily practice
  • Built my coaching practice
  • Dismantled my coaching practice
  • Re-built my coaching practice
  • (Done this a couple times)
  • Been graced by some crazy opportunities to play alongside some incredible people that I’d never dreamed possible before

I could go on. But this post isn’t about that. This post is about right now and these next few months.

I’m a big seasonal guy. I love the seasons. There’s no way I could ever live in a place like Palm Springs or Fort Lauderdale where there are no seasons. It’d ruin me, mentally and spiritually. It’d be like living with no clock. No reference point. No change. No movement. Kudos to you, if you live somewhere like this. I don’t know how you do it, but I hope you enjoy the hell out of it (I have to say, your golf courses are very nice).

But when I talk about seasons, I’m not just talking about the outside temperature or the color of the trees. I believe we humans were meant to live with those seasons, internally. I also think we’re meant to create our own seasons with whatever stage of life we’re in at the moment.

Maybe we’ve lost touch with this. 
I know I have.

Sometimes, when we find our groove and have important work to do, we grind a bit. We hustle. Embrace that. It’s a blessing. But know that it’s a season. As soon as we lose sight of this, we hustle in vain. Pretty soon we notice, as we’re marathoning Gary Vee YouTube videos at 2 am while slamming Four Loco (do people still drink that stuff?) that we’ve only been sleeping a couple hours a night for… a few weeks. Or months. Or more. (Or way more.)

That’s never worth it.

Right now, it’s autumn. Autumn is the season where the days get shorter, things cool off, more coffee is consumed, and sweaters are donned. It’s the writing season, but not like summer where you can work all day without knowing it. It’s a quieter, more introspective writing season. A time to be more intentional about the craft.

I feel the pull to take a step away from the daily blogging thing. And this year, I’m giving myself permission to do so.

I’m sure I’ll be back to it soon(ish). But for now, I want to withdraw a little. I don’t want to burn out. This is a long-term plan for me. I’ve found my tribe here. I’ve found my work. I’ve found my voice. These last couple years have been totally worth it in every way.

But now, being autumn, I’m using this season to be more intentional. To restore. And to focus on the work that matters.

I have some things in mind that I want to take time to create. I have some interesting opportunities that I want to focus in on. I want to focus on my clients more. And I want to breathe in autumn and enjoy it with family and friends while it’s here.

Yes, I’ll still be writing. Expect at least a post or two a week from me. Hopefully, I can spend a few days on a post as opposed to a few minutes. Deep work is what I look forward to.

I invite you to do the same. Be one with this autumn. Do some journaling (ahem, click here if you haven’t received my new free audio workshop with accompanying ebook on Intentional Journaling). Reflect. Contemplate. Eat, drink, and be merry. Rest more. Recharge. Breathe in the autumn air.

Even if you’re in Palm Springs:)