Of winter's lifeless world each tree
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer's secret
Deep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer's secret
Deep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater
The blogging part of me has been hibernating, while the other parts of me have been richly engaged with life.
I think this is going to be a year of movement. Good change. Although, I hope it is slow and gentle, like the gradual evolution of a tree through the cyclical seasons.
The frost is melting from the parts of me that wish to hide. I can feel the buds emerging, some of them opening early to take a peek at what's to come. I have grown too big for the bud. I need more room. More space to grow. More light. My roots have deepened and now it's time for my world to open up a little bit more to the unknown...to the things that have yet to manifest.
I feel something deep within myself awakening... Summer's secret is full of possibility.
I think this is going to be a year of movement. Good change. Although, I hope it is slow and gentle, like the gradual evolution of a tree through the cyclical seasons.
The frost is melting from the parts of me that wish to hide. I can feel the buds emerging, some of them opening early to take a peek at what's to come. I have grown too big for the bud. I need more room. More space to grow. More light. My roots have deepened and now it's time for my world to open up a little bit more to the unknown...to the things that have yet to manifest.
I feel something deep within myself awakening... Summer's secret is full of possibility.