It is chilly enough to keep one inside, yet warm enough to dream of Summer.
Spring is a day away, and we are all holding our breath hoping that the lingering warmth will grow as song birds sing. In so many ways it seems that when nature bursts forth humanity does as well. We take more risks and hope more boldly. We cling less to realities while pushing forward into the unknown. Uncertainty seems less daunting when green covers the naked world.
Hope rises as spring brings with it a beauty we knew would come. In such a way, we find ourselves rising up with it; moving forward beside it; crawling out of our holes and conversing within it. Once I thought spring was simply a changing of nature, but it is a changing of us as well. It is the purpose of our hearts finding itself once again. It is a reunion of dreams lived, not merely dreamed. It is a deep water finally pulled forth from the well to extend our fragile lives.
Journal Entry 3-19-16
© Jeremiah Dowling 2016