I ran for the first time in a lifetime yesterday, between the heavy downpours of rain, after the thunderstorms of the earlier morning. It was nice, the temperature perfect, a gentle breeze while the sun peeked out.
The road was still wet from the rain, but it seemed as if almost overnight, everything had become brighter, more vibrant, green on the trees and new grass, flowers appearing, just simply everything "feeling" like a different world. Like spring has finally "arrived", watching transformation happen as if magic and being a part of it all, the outer world reflecting the changes and feelings going on inside the inner world inside of that.
Spring has always been a season I have felt "change" the air around me, whether back home or here. It is like one day everything "feels" different somehow, even if it has not. Often I have wondered if it is because something has changed inside of me each time, no matter how subtle. Perhaps, since the soul undergoes seasons too, even if not as noticeable as in the physical realm in parts of the world.
Scent, sight, sound, so many senses evoke emotion and different responses. The light can lift our soul as much as darkness can deteriorate it. Disappearing from the world for a time, especially that of depression and destruction, is not only ok, but necessary, and even if we might feel as if nothing is happening in the darkness, something is, if we let go and trust that sometimes we do not have to know everything or be in control.
But it is time to "return" again. It is time to soak this soul beneath the soothing, healing, renewing rains of spring and let it grow, waiting surprise for what may rise, but choosing to accept, approve of and love whatever blooms.
Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee