2 May 2017
I think that I remember Spring and then its loveliness takes me by surprise again. ~adopted from Sweet Basil & the Bee
Hello Dear Folk,
I’ve been feeling the urge to return here with you. I sense it’s time. It’s time to begin again.
In my neck of the woods, spring is irrepressibly pushing out into the world. Showers and sunshine have danced a duet that has drenched the hills in both moisture and light. Lavish flowers unfurl themselves to the bees and butterflies. The quail flush in pairs from nests hidden in the deep grasses. The trees are garbed in sparkling verdancy. So many new beginnings.
What I am thinking in my own fresh start here is to explore a topic a month. And over that time, to let the topic unfurl, like a flower, to reveal layers of color, to sway in the breeze, to open to pollination.
Sometimes, beginning again seems like a chore; laundry, weeding, work.
But many, maybe all, of the qualities we hold in the highest esteem hinge on beginning again; proficiency, devotion, patience, integrity, kindness.
Beginning again is a seed of opportunity. With a different approach, an increased attention to detail, an emergent willingness of heart unforeseen shoots can emerge from familiar soil.
This is the process of evolution, global and personal. Of life recreating itself in endless patterns and infinite variety. The same…. and yet not.
In the ever-changing world, there are few constants. And so, we find our place in the moment and bring ourselves to it, to begin again. To do what we can to know our nature and our needs, and unfurl ourselves into them.
I’ve an enduring optimism about life and the power of friendship and beauty, yet also a deep respect for the difficulties and confusions and heart-aching vulnerabilities that twine through our days. Stop in here when you have a chance, walk the path with me a bit, let me know how things are with you. Let us create understandings. Let us be stronger together.