Spring brings a kind of awakening of old issues for me each year. I just came across this post from 2015. It still resonates. I still do not feel I am totally out of that cocoon even 7 years later.
Over here in the Southern Hemisphere we are experiencing the abundant lifting of energy which accompanies the beginning of spring. Trees bursting into blossoms, the petals of which fall slowly like snow and lie scattered on the fresh green grass a carpet of white, or latch onto the dog’s fur, giving him a spring time flavour. The warmth of the Sun shines down onto newly naked skin which sings with pleasure at its kiss. Golden light of sunny days has pierced the previous coldness of the winter gloom and inwardly a feeling of coming alive after the long slow and at times grinding sleep of winter with its intimations of death, loss and ending occurs.
I feel myself like the caterpillar unfurling wings after a long sleep in which decay led to a transformation from one form of being to another. After months (or it seems like years) of being…
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Emerging From The Dark Night 