The more i talk to others the more i truly believe this. For me, i see life as seasonal, as in it flows with the seasons. Take just the weather (that of course changes with the seasons) for example; when its sunny, I’m bright and happy and busting to be outside, but when its damp and overcast, I’m moody and withdrawn.
In the last 3weeks, major Change has begun. Not only have I decided not to go back to uni, and just work for the year, but my family has gone through major change with the loss of Poppy, and it has seen the end of a relationship. It appears it is the season. I’ve heard of a few other relationships either ending or almost ending, and everyone seems to be looking for change.
It’s Spring, the time for cleaning, new birth, growth and the brightening of the weather.
Which for some reason the other day got me pondering about the year and my relationship. And it appears that it too followed the season.
It began in summer, the jolly season, full of love and laughter and celebration – Thats pretty self explanatory.
Then Autumn, the season of preparation for winter, for shedding the colours, the beginning of cold – A season for learning, and the beginning of the come down from summer a time of shaky ground and uncertainty.
Winter, the cold season, the heavy season when everyone bunkers down till the sun comes back out – Which again kind of seems fitting, at times things felt cold and heavy, and at times things were warm and cozy, which kind of makes me wonder the meaning of that season. Do we hold on to the way things are just to keep us comforted? after all winter is already cold enough without the added pressure change brings.
For me life is seasonal. ‘Tis the season for change, new growth, birth, cleaning, life. It’s time to accept, to grow and be back on game for summer so i can love, laugh and be merry with the rest.