As I watch the earth transform from autumn to winter, I know that I transforming too.
The world around me seems to do it so effortlessly. A perfect tempo that the earth dances to as she follows her rhythm and the natural flow of change.
For me, this time of transformation has felt a little shaky and precarious. I have begun this journey of growth and of healing. The path is in front of me, waiting.
But my pace sometimes falters and slows.
There are days where everything seems to fall into place. And life feels full of hope and possibilities.
Yet there are other days when it feels as though I am moving through the fog. Unsure and tentative.
I wonder, why isn’t this easier by now? What keeps bringing me back…to the past? And why do I linger there?
When I know it is the present moment I must step into.
And so I look to nature. I watch as she transforms. And I learn.
“To everything there is a season. And to everything a time. A time to heal, a time to break down, and a time to build up. A time to weep, and a time to laugh, a time to mourn, and a time to dance…”
I am transforming. At my own pace. And like nature, I am following my own rhythm.