Good Morning and Happy Spring!!
A few weeks ago, this little flowering pear bloomed as if overnight. Soft white petals unfolding in the wild, without announcement, without permission. Just… there. Alive and certain. As if they were waiting for the exact right moment to arrive.
They felt like proof. Proof that winter had loosened its grip. Proof that life was returning. Then a week later, the frost came. The winds followed. Storms pressed in and swept the blossoms away. Cold settled in again. And just as quickly as the blossoms appeared, they were gone.
For a moment, it’s easy to look at something like that and feel as though the life has left with them. As if what made it beautiful has passed.
But that isn’t the truth. The blossoms are just the signs of life. Just because they are no longer there, on this first official day of spring, doesn’t mean that the life of that little tree is gone. It is still there. Still rooted. Still growing. Still pushing out new leaves where the petals once danced in the sun.
It simply changed form.
And maybe that’s what spring is really here to remind us. Not that things will bloom and stay that way forever. But that life continues, even after what we loved has shifted, fallen, or even been carried away.
We are so quick to measure life by what is visible. The moments of fullness, the beauty we can hold in our hands. But life is just as present in what comes after. In the quiet rebuilding. In the unseen work beneath the surface In the steady, faithful decision to keep growing.
So… if something in your life has fallen away. Something that once felt like proof the everything was as it should be. Let this part of nature’s course remind you that you are still alive. The life you are looking for is still there. Still moving through you. Still asking to rise.
And when the time is right, you will bloom again.
Be love, always be love.