We often celebrate the beginning of spring and joyfully leap out of winter, and indeed, that was the direction my mind was taking when I sat down to write this morning, but as I shifted into meditation and offered my mind stillness, words not of joyful leaping sprang forth, but rather, words of gratitude emerged slowly from my depths like the first signs of new growth. And I know that before this new growth can blossom, I need to pay heed to Winter that Brilliantly birthed Spring into being.
So, recognising Winter as the mother of Spring, I thank her wisdom and allowance to pass. We needn’t mourn her death, but her death needs to be honoured with respect. It needs to be honoured with appreciation because Spring only bursts into being because Winter was.
I’m gifted awareness of this cycle within me, too. How this quiet period I have been experiencing has wondrously made space for all the seeds that I’ve planted to germinate beneath the surface in preparation for springing into being in this now.
I see with heightened consciousness this process within myself, and I’m going to bookmark this Wisdom that’s arising from within so that during another wintering period within my Being, I remember how fruitful the silence truly is.
So Winter, I salute you, and I say not goodbye, for I see you in the joy that is Spring. And I’m going to marinade in this transition period before I bring my awareness to the new growth in my Being. For these periods, when one cycle flows seamlessly into another, are rich with the essence of the mother and the child, and I wish for that essence to Brilliantly feed the mouth of the moment I am in.
It has remarkable power and potency, and so when we shift into new offerings from the All, don’t rush to embrace the change, don’t rush to break free from what was, just be where you are in this potent transition and be nourished by the milk of the moment.
[And on that note, I ended my meditation, and drove towards the light for a glorious sunrise dip in the sea!]
With Love Kirsty
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