No matter how many times I see the shift in the seasons they never fail to inspire me with their beauty or encourage me with their wisdom. I prefer the longer days of spring to the shorter days of winter, but every season offers its own reward. As we leave the longer days of summer behind, the shorter days of Autumn see the trees beginning to shed their leaves ready for their season of rest and renewal.
It is neither new nor original but remains true that the trees remind us that to enter a new season we must first relinquish our grip on the old. Whenever I feel afraid to let go of the old and familiar, nature reminds me that letting go, resting and trusting in what is to come is a pre-requisite for the new and unknown. The world around me displays this natural order of life whether I am watching the trees shed their leaves, to allow a winter of regeneration or noticing my house plants calling me to remove their old leaves so they can focus their resources on making new ones.
Even my wardrobe recently reminded me that I needed to move my lighter clothes to make space for the warmer ones. Wherever I look, I see the need to move or let go of one thing to make a space for a new thing. This is as true for us humans as it is for nature. To remain alive is to grow, change, navigate endings, beginnings and the transitions between them, by continuing to say ‘no’ to one thing to say ‘yes’ to another.
When it comes to the seasons of the soul, some are definitely more enjoyable than others but all still have their place, time and purpose. Our ability to engage with these seasonal shifts determines the degree to which we grow, heal and retain our vitality.
God bless you Jo,
A powerful read ..
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