What Season Is Your Life In?
Monday, March 19, 2012 at 7:35AM 
We have begun to plant our garden this year with parsley and lettuce mix seeds. We have been spreading mulch from out of the chicken coop and from under the rabbit hutches. I pruned our grape vines for the first time. We find ourselves with a very warm and early spring. The fruit trees are putting out buds (and we can only hope they are not later ruined by an hard frost which is common at this time of the year). This is a time to plant things that are hardy and can put up with some very cold nights. Tomatoes will have to wait.
It just amazes me to look at these two different pictures of our farm, taken at different times of the year. It hardly seems possible that the same place can be so different in the different seasons of the year. It reminds me of how things change in our life as well. There are times when I can feel like some portion of my life is completely hidden with a thick layer of snow. Sometimes my painting goes dormant for a while. Sometimes I watch a relationship wither away and detach. Sometimes I feel like I will never be able to write another song and then two months later - I write three songs I really like in the span of a couple weeks.
It takes a certain wisdom and attentiveness to allow for these different seasons in our life to do what they need to do. It would be foolish to try to dig holes for a fence in the winter when the soil is frozen. This seems obvious, but how many times have we misspent our energy trying to do something at the wrong time?
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Reader Comments (3)
" It would be foolish to try to dig holes for a fence in the winter when the soil is frozen. This seems obvious, but how many times have we misspent our energy trying to do something at the wrong time?"
I find these to be very comforting words. Right now in my life, my days are filled with my 'day job" and caring for family members. I'm a little (make that, "very") frustrated that I don't have time to make art. But perhaps this is the time when the "soil is frozen."
I except good things this spring. Thank you for instilling hope and inspiration during a difficult time.
Make that "expect" as well as "accept". : )
My heart goes out to you Christine. I hope that frustration will soon give way to a deep peace. Perhaps your art can spring up right in the midst of your daily activities some how.