I love springtime. There is something about
the “budding season” that kicks my creative
senses in gear. Perhaps it is the
crispness of the fresh air, the smell of the
dogwoods, or the blooming of the yellow
Hibiscus. Springtime finds me in the local
park, perched underneath the bearded oak
with books and ink pen in hand, and the
sound of jazz nearby. I want to be
outside. The atmosphere is jovial with
puppies, little giggles, and squirrels
scurrying across fresh green patches of
grass previously blanketed by winter.
Everything is growing! Flower pedals once
dormant peep from behind lush rose bushes.
An embryo awakening occurs in spring.
Nature extends to us a bonus New Year. It
allows us to begin again. We get a chance to
metamorphose; to transform. Feel like
starting over? Springtime is the perfect
season to do so. Pull out those articles
from the file cabinet and send them off for
publication, finish the novel you’ve been
trying to get to, or the receiving blanket
you planned to knit by fall. Perhaps your
embryo awakening needs to come in the form
of forgiveness; in repairing a damaged
relationship or healing some old wounds.
Bask in the smell of fresh cut grass,
afternoon rains, and the bloom of
Springtime is all around you. The embryo is
awakening inside of you. It is kicking.
Push! Push! Spirit is your Lamaze coach!
Bring forth buds and sprout like a plant.