There are some days,when despite signs of imminent Springtime, possibly my favourite season,popping up here and there, I am aware of a rather odd undercurrent, like shifting sands,anything and everything could change. In a heartbeat.I have heard too many sad stories lately,my heart is heavy for friends who are dealing with the most enormous challenges.Whilst these at once force me into viewing life from a different perspective,they also make me aware that I am harbouring a feeling that I am not truly embracing life as I should,this glorious technicolour life….is passing me by.Dont get me wrong,I am grateful,I count my blessings….and yet….
The days are long,the nights are even longer ,I awake between three and four am feeling like my heart is beating so fast,it may actually jump out of my chest,not sure if it is fear or anticipation I wait,fully awake,for that strange inbetween sleep state to claim me,soon it will be morning.Again.Tomorrow is another day,well fiddle-dee-dee Miss Scarlett.
It is strange this new found milaise….I am trying to move forward,stop the procrastination and actually start making plans.I have no time for the minutiae in life these days, television bores me,I have a pile of ironing as tall as myself, If I could get away without cooking at all I would! which for a self confessed foodie is very unusual,I feel like I am in some kind of incubation period,waiting for change,but not knowing when or where it will come from.But then as we enter Springtime,is this not a period of transformation? Has Winter perhaps lingered a little too long and the wait is soon to be over? I hope so.
“Just when the caterpillar thought it was incapable of moving,it became a Butterfly”
Hang in there folks.