The fall schedule never eases in but rather strikes like a lightning bolt. Yet, this is what it's all about. What good is our faith if not to engage us in the complexities and demands of life?
There are many, many people who claim to be spiritual. I suspect that for some of these people it means that they are able to sense an inner bliss or contentment when, for example, they listen to soothing music or meditate on consoling images. In other words, they “feel spiritual” when they are most relaxed and surrounded by peace.
I once heard a spiritual director say that we are called not to be merely spiritual, but saintly. That is, the measure of our spirituality is determined where the rubber hits the road. It always feels like we have a healthy and vital spirit when things are calm, but the spirit of a saint is one that channels grace when it is most tested, burdened, spent, disgraced, overwhelmed, or beaten down.
Whenever I return from retreat or vacation I find myself thinking, "I hope I can hang onto this inner peace and sense of relaxation for at least a little while when I get back to my busy schedule." Maybe a better thing to tell myself would be, "I hope this time away has refreshed and strengthened me enough so that I can do well all that will be demanded no matter how soon and abruptly it confronts me." That, after all, is why I have been called here.
So, yes, keep listening to the soothing music. Keep meditating on consoling images. Find quiet and pray every day. Bask in the rhythm of the Mass. Just don't be too alarmed when the craziness sets in. This too is part of the process of our sanctification.
We love you, God. All times and seasons teach us about your glory.