This time of year gets really tricky. It’s the longest we’ve been in Winter mode, anxiously awaiting Spring, doubtful it will ever arrive.
Historically, for me, it’s a tricky time of year as it marks a lot of loss.
I’ve come to understand that the longer I live, the more loss I will sustain and this no longer breaks me down. Loss is the cost of love and I will not short change myself in the name of “protection.”
All to say, we are almost there y’all. If the cumulative weight of the past few years is crushing down on you, please remember that Spring is just around the corner. New season, new life, sunshine and birdsong and delicious produce. Just around the corner.
Hang in there. It’s cliche but it’s important. We are almost to Spring.
Where I am, it’s raining. It was storming and then it stopped and now it’s raining again. Which feels poetic and appropriate.
I don’t know where you are, literally and figuratively, but I know that you are loved. That we are all part of the cosmic blob, careening through space and time. Expanding and spiraling and hurling into the unknown.
Into the Next.
Keep breathing. The trees sure appreciate it.
You are loved. By me and others.
Have you had breakfast? I’m on my second pot of coffee so it’s long past time to chew something. Let’s chew.
xox LC
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