As I sit here and embrace the sun in the sky, a rare sight this year on the Oregon Coast, I realize that like the earth is awakening this Spring; I am awakening with it. Just as the rains this winter have given life-giving water to the earth; so too have my tears given life to my heart and soul. Winter has been a season of tears, heartbreak, and terror. It is only now that I realize, I needed those tears to break open the seeds within my soul that have laid dormant, waiting for just the right moment to break through.
This winter has been brutal. It has been a time of deep reflection, of darkness, of brokenness, and of the removal of the things I loved but no longer needed, in my life. The Spring is different, in the Spring the sun returns. As I sit in the full sun of a beautiful day, I am reminded that the sun is not only returning to my surroundings but it will return also to my heart, mind, and soul. I also know that while this is occurring there will still be days where the tears will fall so that the blossoms that have yet to bloom in my heart, can have the nourishment and the cleansing needed to bloom along that which is already grown strong.
What I have learned over the course of my life is that adversity is always present but so is Hope. That is what Spring brings to us, Hope that the light will return, that the days will be longer and the chill that has taken over our soul, will now be warming. Hope is the Bridge that will carry us from heartbreak to victory. It doesn’t mean that there will not be days where that Bridge seems long and unyielding but it will carry us, safely to the other side. That from adversity, seeds will have been planted. That when watered with our tears and carried on our words as prayers they will grow and yield a beautiful blessing.
Spring Is Our Bridge To Hope
I am walking that Bridge this Spring. I am viewing everything with new eyes because I Am New. I am not the same me that awoke last Spring. When I see a flower, I see it with new eyes. When I see a new bud on a tree, I honor the winter, rain, and wind that the tree had to endure so that the bud of the tree could exist in front of me. When I see a dead branch on the ground, I am able to see that there too, is a beauty. The tree no longer needed that branch. That branch had supplied all the tree needed and now needed to be removed, in order for new growth to appear. Just like the nature that surrounds me, I Am Reborn, each day. I am leaving behind old patterns, old ways of thinking, feeling, and responding. I am leaving the old branches behind. I am growing in the light of the sun that warms my skin.
I Am Embracing The Beautiful Power Of A New Spring And With It A New Life.
Spring Is My Bridge To Hope