Bloom at Your Own Pace
"I dwell in Possibility." ~ Emily Dickinson
Hi, dear ones,
Welcome to a new season!
Earlier this month, I mentioned I was hoping to write something about setting intentions. The truth is, I’m still processing all that has transpired since winter solstice (it’s been a whirlwind, have you noticed?), and I’m not quite ready for the renewal that the spring equinox is inviting. I am practicing living at my own pace and listening to the internal seasons of my heart and spirit.
Instead of asking myself where I want to be starting now until the summer solstice, I am asking myself, how did I get to where I currently am?
As challenging as this year has been, I am also okay. I have expanded my capacity to hold space for things that are falling apart and embrace all that is falling into place. It feels important to identify and appreciate what has made it possible for me to be here with hope in my pockets and trust in my heart.
Practice Prompts
Here are the questions I am contemplating. Follow what inspires you or lovingly pushes you outside of your comfort zone, and leave the rest for now.
What path did I take to this moment?
Where has my attention been? Where have I invested my time and energy?
Who and what have supported me this past season? Who and what have I supported this past season?
What conditions made it possible to give and receive support?
What choices, perspectives, and actions have nourished my body, heart, and mind?
What choices, perspectives, and actions have neglected my heart, depleted my energy, and tormented my mind?
What is possible now?
Poetic Musings
Spring, as much as it is filled with the awe and inspiration of new life and new beginnings, is also a time of exquisite ephemerality. It is a time of bittersweetness, a beautiful sadness.
Sadness and satisfaction have the same etymological root, “sa—,” which is related to a sense of fullness.
Sadness is full of the awareness of what is sacred to us.
Sadness loves what is, and knows it will not last.
To receive the precious gift of each moment is to fill ourselves with both satisfaction and sadness.
Spring invites this poignant and wistful recognition amidst the joyful vibrance of cherry blossoms, wildflowers, tulips, redbud trees, and bright green sprouts.
What fills you up in spring? What fills you with bittersweetness, satisfaction, and/or sadness? When your heart is full, what happens? Where do you let the fullness flow? In tears? In writing? In expressions of gratitude?
Pictures to Ponder
Wherever you are, luxuriate in the splendor of spring blooms, however evanescent they may be. Slow down enough to notice the subtle shimmer of soft petals, and the way things open up in the presence of warmth and luminosity.
Allow yourself to bloom at your own pace this season. Attend to your own cycles, rhythms, energy. Appreciate all you already have within you that has supported you to arrive in this moment. And always know, wherever you are, however you feel, your presence is the source of all possibility. I am so glad you are here.
May you dwell in the possibilities of your being this spring.
✨Love,
Marissa💜