I think most people have a happy place; one of mine is the North Downs in southern England. A couple of weeks ago among all the pressure and emotion I made a couple of hours for myself to walk along the North Downs Way near Guildford from Newlands Corner over St Martha and back the long way. It’s couple of hours with a decent amount of up and down.
While I was out walking I noticed the daffodils were making an appearance. This means it’s spring.
The changing of the seasons means different things to different people. For me spring brings hope of the summer to come, change from the grey winter to the bright sunshine and inspiration for the future.
I’ve never needed the spring the way I do this year.
It’s hard to explain and I’m still working through a lot of things. I am not ready to put all here just yet.
For the last however many years I’ve held a lot of resentment and anger deep down, and it’s time to let go. The last few weeks have been hard, really emotional and its felt very raw.
It’s got to the point where it was part of everything I did; it took away from me and the people in my life. It’s time for change, Time to let go of the anger and resentment, and it’s time once again to be the person I know I can be.
I’ve started to make the changes to make things right, I need to rediscover faith in myself, in my decisions and start to believe in who I am once again. With that I can be myself and give myself to the important people in my life.
While walking over the Downs I felt the warmth of spring, and it felt really, really good.