It’s the Vernal Equinox today. When I woke to my daughter’s cries at 5am, it was -2 degrees outside. The world outside is coated in a thick, icy layer of snow. We are encased in winter, trapped in what feels like an endless forced hibernation. And yet, it’s the first day of Spring.
I have always relied on the seasons as a source of inspiration and motivation. The changing seasons bring me comfort in the constant of change and the life-force rhythms that exists in every layer of our beings. We experience freeze and thaw, growth and stagnation, bloom and wilt, harvest and rot. There is a time for everything, and we must give ourselves the permission and grace to experience these transitions and stagnations.
It’s seems appropriate that the Spring Equinox remains frozen this year. And infuriating. In many ways I am still frozen in my own journey…yet I see the promise of change on the horizon. The path ahead of me is getting increasingly clearer. I will close on our home the second week of April. With the help of family and friends, I will move and unpack the boxes that contain my old life, clean up my possessions, and decide how they will fit in this new life I am creating. Some may go. Some may be put back into storage for another phase. Some will adorn a new home for the new life ahead.
It’s exciting to be on the cusp of something new. To feel the power of possibilities ahead. It’s nerve wracking. And sad. But I am growing more and more thankful for the life that lays ahead. I’m having mostly good days now. I’m feeling more confident in myself and who I want to be. I’m still working out a lot. I still have a lot of triggers. My trauma and loss still sits in the forefront of my existence…but they are bringing integrated into a bigger whole. A stronger whole.
I’m curious to see what challenges lie ahead, and how I will manage them now, as RoseAnna 3.0. I’m excited to be taking real steps towards going back to work as a Music Therapist and Mental Health Counselor. To actually feel like I will be ready for that in the coming seasons. I’m looking forward to diving into the pain that I have been holding onto and really allow myself to feel everything I have had to dampen for the sake of survival.
This Spring is an important one. May will bring the anniversaries. It will also bring a new garden. A new home. And new beginnings. And I know Tim would be excited and proud of that. “…May we create the best possible Universe together…” I’m working on it.