When I feel discontent I begin to dream and itch for the future for my blank slat. I create scenarios that could never exist! I search in the branches wanting more of the lush greenness, daring to create the excitement of spring with out going through the bleak winter.
Life cycles through so that we are reminded to stay grounded. New springs come after a time of deep nourishment. Remember that my life began as a seed. Remember that it is depth that allows me to stretch out into the sky, to shade the burnt and protect the weary birds.
I am currently in a winter, my season of bearing fruit has come to rest. Now I must root in the ground. I must expand in the richness of family, friendship, God and art so that in season my spring will come.
Where does your life root?
Because of your life experiences, Spring will have a special beauty. Keep sharing.
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