My seasons.
My seasons are like the four.
I just re-read a blog post I wrote called
"This new season."
And it's funny because it is full of truths that I have been reminded of this week and it is full of an honesty similar to the kind I am trying to practice currently.
If I had forgotten that I wrote that and someone gave it to me printed on a piece of paper, I'd think someone came inside my brain and wrote down all that was at the forefront just now.
It was refreshing to read and helped me to remember that where I'm at is okay. But it was also sad in the sense that six months ago, I started this season I was excited about. Here I am now watching a season like that start all over again because it passed me by.
I forgot to hold onto it.
And that is why my seasons are like the four.
When each arrives--let's start with Spring--it is so exciting and new and exhilarating. There is so much to be taken in, so much fresh air to be breathed. But then the Summer sets in and the blossoming flowers of the springtime become a distant memory as the hot days of Summer begin to pass by. Then Autumn comes and Spring seems even further away. It was a beautiful time, but Autumn has its beauty as well that must be appreciated and basked in. Winter welcomes in the snow and fresh perspectives, giving off a chill that no other season does. Extending its cold hand to those who will welcome it.
And then Spring says, "Hello again."
When each arrives--let's start with Spring--it is so exciting and new and exhilarating. There is so much to be taken in, so much fresh air to be breathed. But then the Summer sets in and the blossoming flowers of the springtime become a distant memory as the hot days of Summer begin to pass by. Then Autumn comes and Spring seems even further away. It was a beautiful time, but Autumn has its beauty as well that must be appreciated and basked in. Winter welcomes in the snow and fresh perspectives, giving off a chill that no other season does. Extending its cold hand to those who will welcome it.
And then Spring says, "Hello again."
And that all just happened to me.
Maybe not all four seasons, I guess.
Maybe Spring came early.
Or maybe this season is a little like Spring but when deeper into it, I may see that there's a title that would suit it a little better.
We'll see.
posted by Emily @ 3:42 AM
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