may you bloom
In the prairies, we are finally experiencing the full burst into spring. We’ve come out of a long, cold winter and a slow start to spring. I've been wondering if our experience of these difficult seasonal patterns may be mirroring our experience of the pandemic past years.
There has been a harshness, isolation, a sense of being cooped up for too long, a forced extended hibernation. This time of living smaller led to many of us looking internally, spending time investigating our patterns, our habits. Time unpacking unhealthy belief systems, working on our self-image or advocating for the injustices in our world.
While I believe this time of self- excavation has been important, maybe even necessary, I think we are all a little exhausted! We are tired of the endless introspection, and hard work of waiting for something to change. This work has been slow going, tireless and maybe even felt like not much was shifting. It has felt like a never-ending winter, a forced slow down that has been hard to shake off.
But the air is changing, the temps rising and the humidity increasing. With this physical shift around us, we sense new possibilities in our spirits. However small it may be, the heat and electricity brings some hope for new life.
As I pondered for myself what I need at this time, the word bloom keeps coming back to me. I’m sensing in my spirit a time for blooming. A time to, perhaps, slow down the digging and allow ourselves to feel the freshness. To feel the life around us, and to open up and receive.
To bloom is to experience a time of health and beauty, a state of glowing radiance, a flourishing, and my favourite definition – a time of greatest vigour and freshness.
My soul is longing to experience fresh new creativity, to find flourishing, express myself and find joy in just being.
The image of a flower unfurling into full bloom, stretching its petals wide to be seen, to receive, to revel in its own beauty. That is what bloom means to me.
So, how does we move forward?
How can we in this next season open ourselves up to receive?
How can we take what we have learned about ourselves in this past hard season , and stretch our arms open wide to receive our own beauty?
How can we nestle into the season of receiving the gift of our hard work?
It's time to bloom, my friends.
I’m living in this word for this next season, won’t you join me?
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-RH
