Come join us?
I find myself draw back into the lesson of nature all around me as I work through the impatience of this season. I want to see all my dreams and hopes come to pass now, thank you very much. Yet nature teaches me, time and again that there is a rhythm to life. A pacing and a tempo that is all her own and it will not be rushed. There is growth happening, even when it's below the soil. There is beauty even when the blossom is only a bud.
It's easy to look at someone's life that's in full bloom and forget the dedication, the choices, the patience, the nurture that went into all the phases that brought forth that blossom. Embrace this place, this stage of your blooming because it too is beautiful.
Before the blooming there was blossoming, a coming into her own.
Before the blossoming there was budding, hope for colour and beauty to come.
Before the budding there was leafing, nourishment for the growing life.
Before the leafing, there was sprouting, tenacity breaking through.
Before the sprouting, there was rooting, choosing to stay in this place.
Before the rooting, there was dying, hard protection splitting apart and letting go.
Before the dying, there was a seed, potential and promise of a blooming.