Many of us get caught in the movements of life and our own forces. Change is inherent to who we are, but likewise so is stillness. At this transformational seasonal point the ice is breaking up, the snows are melting, buds are beginning to feel emboldened and grasses are breathing a collective sigh of relief to come out from under it all. Each and every one of these metaphors speaks to my own feelings around endings, transitions and new beginnings. My innate inclination is to rush out of the old looking forward to the new, but I am trying to slow down to sense the subtleties of change.
Embedded there, I find Gratitude, Kindness, and Compassion.
Even during my year round seasonal bliss living for 2 years on the Big Island of Hawaii I missed our New England climactic transformations. The dynamics of the four seasons seem to line up with life's dynamics by heralding change, challenging homeostasis and to remind us of the great potential oppositional forces hold: Hot and cold, dry and wet, light and shadow, life and death.
Slowing down to enter into the subtle in between spaces of the extremes allows me to appreciate the tender balance implied in being alive. It softens me and elicits kindness while generating a depth of compassion for all the myriad ways each and every one of us lives this experience. And in the stillness of what is, I find there is nothing more to yearn for.
Go Love,
Lisa
Go Love! So good to find you lovely energies traveling along this ethernet
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Terrill