I saw masses of green bluebell shoots poking up in the woods this morning plus we’ve had a week of fair weather. Spring is definitely coming…isn’t it?!
I can’t help noticing the parallels with this week’s announcement here in the UK for a roadmap out of lockdown.
Regardless of how things unfold, things are changing (again!) from 8th March. As someone who works with women in transition, one thing I know is that transitions are icky!
I’ve created a very special package to help YOU navigate the months ahead.
Something happens in mid-February. The light increases from now and with it the promise of spring to come.
Our gardening calendar says it’s time to start seed sowing. Yay!😀
As in the garden so in life.
I am not a dieter per se. I am however an occasional detoxer. In the past it would be spring and autumn, around the time of the Equinoxes. These days, it’s when I feel the need. Lately I’ve felt the need!
My 7 year old daughter and I are reading one of Clare Balding’s wonderful books, The Racehorse Who Learned To Dance.
One of the characters was impressed by another’s attitude.
‘What does attitude mean?’ daughter asks.
Out on the land there are signs of new life. Magnolia buds in the garden. In the woods this morning my first sighting of a clump of snowdrops.
These herald the start of all the spring bulbs to come and are the flower associated with Imbolc, the Celtic festival which marks this transition here in the northern hemisphere.
It’s a time when we shift from dreaming in to action: from browsing for ideas, to making some choices.
The mornings are getting lighter. The waking up slowly begins.
Like a bear who yawns, opens one eye, then the other, gives them a rub and peers out of her cave, some things are coming in to view.
I’m still hunkered down and enjoying soups and casseroles, but also thinking now about February and beyond – the growing season – and starting to make choices.
It’s easy at this time year to feel a desire to get going and get doing. Yet here in the northern hemisphere, nature is still sleepy above ground. The energy is all below ground in the roots.
The ‘No Dig’ calendar on our kitchen wall says no seed planting in January. You can spread compost on the soil, but otherwise leave it alone.
Indoors though we can browse our metaphorical seed catalogues.
On Sunday evening, husband and I created vision boards to capture what we each REALLY want for our lives in the year ahead. It’s a process I’ve used for years.
If ever there was a year to let go of the life we thought we ‘should’ be living, then this is it!
In the space that’s opened up, I reckon there’s an opportunity to let go of the same old, same old approaches to planning and making things happen. Instead to approach the year ahead with a spirt of curiosity: what’s possible?🤔
It’s Winter Solstice today and, drum roll please…..day 50 of writing these daily posts.
Yay! I did it!⭐️
Winter Solstice marks a key transition point in the seasonal calendar: a time to pause between the two halves of the year.
When you look back at your journey since Summer Solstice,
It’s easy, and understandable, to just want want this year to be over, to cross everything and hope that next year will be different.😳🤞
In so doing, might you be missing the opportunity to acknowledge and feel good about yourself? Also, to let go of ways of habits that no longer serve you? What we resist persists and all that!
Over the next couple of weeks, in our family, we’ll reflect gently on the year that was.