The Unfolding of Lilacs
“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.” – Don Miguel Ruiz
The lilacs are on the cusp of bursting open
The surety of spring
The anticipation of bloom
One at a time when ready
A symphony of fragrance fills the air, a breeze multiples
No question, no worry, in due time
Transitions, seasons, cycles, birth, death, birth
Doors open and close
Cross the thresholds, close the doors, open the windows
Grateful for what was and excited for what will come
Wherever you race to today, pump the brakes and take in what is already present and available
Do not miss your life on the way to where you think your life is
It is now, where you are in this very moment
Simplicity, color, depth
Breathe in the lilacs for their season is short
Linger in spring, anticipate summer, plant for fall
The lilacs are slowly and surely unfolding
Do not miss the show
“It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.” – Amelia Barr