Alright guys, buckle up- personal thoughts ahead. I was driving through one of the residential neighborhoods in The Dalles last night during the magical golden hour that happens when the light softens as the sun is slowly setting behind the hills. My windows were down and a slight breeze filtered through the window and grazed my face as it passed through the car. My eyes drifted between watching the road and the bushes and tulips in full bloom along the way. I caught my reflection smiling in my side mirror in that goofy, lazy expression that happens when I find myself truly content and began thinking about how full life has been lately.
I love the season of spring, friends. Spring, to me, is long months of hope finally being seen as it comes to be reality. There's something about the way things suddenly come to life after dying or laying dormant through the cold months that resonates very deeply with me lately. Life is all about changing seasons. Seasons of laughing and crying, celebrating and mourning, dancing and sitting quietly, relationship and solitude, fullness and emptiness- what is life if not a series of contrasting experiences, and could we truly know how to embrace the highs without experiencing the lows? I don't know that I could fully appreciate the new life of spring if I didn't have to go through winter.
I feel like I would describe my inner self as a very impatient gardener. I have been one that plants rows and rows of dead-looking bulbs in the fall, suffers through the barren, cold, drought of the winter- almost forgetting to hope for the promise of beauty, then one day is astounded to realize there are green shoots coming up from the ground, and then rapt with awe and wonder as bright, beautiful flowers burst into life before my very eyes. Those are my feelings put into word picture format. I am so thankful to find myself in a season where hope is flourishing in my heart, gratitude is becoming easier, and connection abounds. It is so much less challenging to create from that place and I find myself truly enjoying investing in relationship with those around me in a way that hasn't happened in a long time.
That being said, I know not everyone finds themselves in a season of tulips right now. So I just want to encourage you- the winter always ends, the chill inevitably turns into warmth, and what you have planted will sprout and grow into even more than you hope it will be. Don't dig up in doubt what you planted in faith. Shoot me a message or let's grab coffee- I'm more than happy to sit with you in whatever season you find yourself, and can't wait to be there to celebrate with you as your tulips finally burst out of the ground.
I am so excited for all that is growing here in our little Rooted community, for all that is happening in The Dalles, and for all the people I continue to meet that pour their hearts into creating a little bit more connection between others each day in some small way- you guys are hopes being realized for me, and I couldn't be more grateful to be walking through life and these gorgeous city streets with you in this spring season!