Spring, where are you? You have to come eventually, we haven't screwed things up that bad yet, but when? Winter has taken us through our slow down, the time to relax a bit, enjoy time with family and friends, into a long slog of having our patience tested . Winter can be embraced and enjoyed, the landscape turned harsh and unforgiving, while at the same time filled with incredible beauty. But as winter lingers, it wears us down, the beauty of crisp white begins to fade to dull grey, then brown as our mood fades along with it. We see a glimpse of hope on a sunny day, but those hopes are dashed by the tenecious grip of cold. Winter tests our resolve, are we strong enough for winter, do we have the resillience to bounce back again and again? What keeps us going?
Spring. It will come, and with it a renewal. The deeper we're drawn into the reserves of our patience, the greater the renewal. The energy drawn from that first bright warm day, noticing the first crocus of the year, feeling the sun warm your face and bare arms reverses the flow of power into our tanks. No longer are we being drained, we're being filled, and the lower winter drains our tanks the quicker and deeper they will be filled by the coming of spring.
Without winter we have no spring. If the tanks never gets drawn down, how can we appreciate it when it's full? Be patient, spring is coming, may your tank be full again.
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