Spring is here, relatively speaking. There is still snow melting, but the days are longer, and the sun is feeling warmer as it peeks through my windows. It’s a time for regeneration. Spring cleaning has already begun in my house, although I find it rather unfair to call it spring cleaning since I attempt a deep clean every season, and often get ahead of myself when I am waiting for spring to arrive.
Spring is that time of year where I feel like second chances are possible. Perhaps it is a time to rekindle a friendship that didn’t weather through the winter very well. Or it can be a time to reinvent my style at home, redecorate or rearrange the furniture. Maybe a time to reinvent myself just a little bit.
Spring brings me happiness. I love the green grasses that start peeking out. My first tulips that seem to be in a hurry to show their faces to the world. I love the Easter feel of renewal; the pastel colors and fresh beginnings. I love that the bikes can come out of storage and wake up from their sleepy six months of snow inhibiting activity. There are more people out walking their dogs, and you can see neighbors that have been hibernating for months just as we have.
In just a few short days, April will be here. With April brings a concentrated writing camp that I am looking forward to participating in. This is just another piece of my personal growth, and I am very much looking forward to it. It is one more way I plan to grow this year. I hope you will enjoy your spring as much as I intend to enjoy mine, and I hope you find ways to grow yourself.
There is something spiritual about having friends who are like-minded. Ones that can finish your sentences just because they know exactly what you want to say, or ones that can read you in an instance and just know that all you need at that exact moment is a hug. Until I experienced it, I did not know it existed just like that, and it amazes me how quickly that bond can develop. It’s as if something was lined up in the stars to make it all happen. Sometimes it makes me miss my beautiful, dearest soul sister even more because we have that same bond even with two thousand miles between us, but to feel it almost every day is a blessing.
There is something to be said in sharing each others joys and sorrows. The pains and celebrations. The unspoken words and language that can be said only with that look in one’s eyes. This is the joy I had been missing all of my married life. I am grateful for my new beginning. My freedom from that controlling, manipulative man I now call my ex. My free spirit that was once just a ghost in a dream has been given permission to come out to play, and she has found more soul sisters to be with.
And I am, for the first time in a truly long time, happy.
Everyone has a story inside of them just waiting to get out. I truly believe that. We may not all feel like authors, but we all have a story to tell. The question is, how will you tell the world your tale? Will it be a written novel? A short story? Poetry? Will it be through dance? Or do you tell a story with painting or other forms of visual art? Perhaps your story gets told traditionally, being passed down through generations by word of mouth until someone commits the verbal word to text.
No matter how you choose to tell your story, take the opportunity to do it your way. Every story is worth hearing.
With the days getting longer, I can feel spring is just around the corner. The sun is almost cresting the horizon as my alarm calls me to wake in the mornings, which makes it easier and more pleasant when I start my day. I am sure that many others feel the same way.
Winter can take a hold on us. Seasonal Affective Disorder makes it harder and harder to get through the day for many living in the northern hemisphere. I have discovered how it truly can affect our mood and outlook. It’s like a seasonal depression that you can feel being lifted with the longer days and warmer temperatures slowly returning to us. I have also found that taking the time for self care and physical exercise also helps quite a bit. It gives me a bit more energy even when I think I’m tapped out.
I take that as a reminder that looking out for our physical health is a key factor in our mental health also. It is a natural anti-depressant that helps me to keep going. So do what works for you. Go for a run, take a class, lift some weights, join a yoga studio. Meditate. Breathe. Accept yourself and carry forward.