Sisters of Grace

The spring time is such a transformative time, all around we see the emergence of new life. A little tiny bud of color amongst the brush, a bud of possibilities. The colors of spring are what I love most as I gaze out the window I see them. It’s an array of pinks, greens, deep purples, yellow, and soft whites; all so lovely. This is my favorite season, although it kills my allergies! I like to think of myself as those tiny buds, a blossom amongst the weeds.

Lately, the positive change that I have been working on is reading more, because that is my passion. However, we can allow our passions to dwindle when we spend time living someone else’s life! I had gotten caught up in the incessant scrolling on social media. I wouldn’t even want to but somehow I had gotten addicted to the busyness of my hands. The comforting distraction that it brings to us all, and the curiosity of peeking into another’s life. It’s the same reason I love reading, I enjoys escaping the reality of life at times. However, words take me places scrolling just cannot.

This is the time for growth, new beginnings and transformation and I always feel my energy restored. I feel the buzz of creativity within me when I pass all the beautiful colors. Like those tiny springs of life, I am emerging from the safety of the walls. I am blossoming into the thing I desire, my seeds well cultivated. Blossoming is the embodiment of change, what was closed off now opening to be seen. If you pay attention you will notice the seasons of your life and how they are often repeated cycles. This time of year always seems to be better for me than the fall and winter seasons.

I am ever changing and growing through each season, just as a blossom, not just the blooming period its beyond the peak season when we see the glory of a flower revealed. The blossom has been developing and growing beneath the surface, before they burst forth with color. Not all blossoms bloom in spring, just as not all people thrive in ideal conditions. I decided to cultivate my soil, to grow up and face myself. I am tuning in a lot more and leaning into who I truly am, regardless if that’s popular or trending.

It’s between the spine of a good book that I am inspired and feel a deeper sense of belonging. I read to calm my heart that often beats too fast, with the worries of this life. I read to gain perspective of the world around me. Last year I read thirteen books, but my goal was to read twenty. In 2023, I read twenty books but my goal was fifty! This year so far I have read ten already, and we are only four months into the year! I am so proud of me and the changes that I am making. My advice is be kinder to yourself, do what you love, stop trying to live someone else’s life, love deeply, and be yourself.

The love of reading brought about my love for writing, like salt and pepper they are how I flavor my world. It’s how I connect with the world, through words. I feel deeply and I almost am bursting over with words at times and then other times a quiet storm is brewing within me. Nothing makes me happier than walking into a library or a bookstore! I enjoy the feeling that it gives, a sort of nostalgia that I am home. As I am writing this, I am sitting in my local library, the smell of old books wafting through the air. It’s a calming smell, when I walk into a room filled with books I often smile, an uncontrollable smile.

I hope you day is beautiful as this spring time weather, you heart as light as the breeze, and your transitions take you to your most desired outcomes! Happy Reading!

ShilohRose77©️