"If I can trust that winter is just another season, then I can surrender and trust that all will be well... The irony is that in doing so, I find a sweet wellspring of joy in the aliveness of my winter."
It blows my mind how many times my sweet, dopamine-seeking brain forgets that there can be relief even in the darkness. In fact, that relief is at its core a byproduct of surrender, not of sunshine and rainbows. This simple difference between pain and suffering makes a world of difference. Thank you Nona for this reminder today.
Oh, I love this ... and particularly naming the joy that comes in the surrender. And, I love the reminder that it is a SEASON. I'm in this "in between" space now, seeing glimpses of the next season, but not quite ready to jump. This is a great reminder for me that my wintering might not yet be complete.
Oh my goodness, yes. I was just journaling about feeling this way, this morning – because I've been luxuriating in spaciousness and not-doing for most of this year, but in the last week, I've noticed so much resistance to the process again.
"If I can trust that winter is just another season, then I can surrender and trust that all will be well... The irony is that in doing so, I find a sweet wellspring of joy in the aliveness of my winter."
It blows my mind how many times my sweet, dopamine-seeking brain forgets that there can be relief even in the darkness. In fact, that relief is at its core a byproduct of surrender, not of sunshine and rainbows. This simple difference between pain and suffering makes a world of difference. Thank you Nona for this reminder today.
Ah, wintering:-) I feel I spent the last year wintering. I too resisted, until I didn't and I felt that sigh. Spring comes again:-)
Oh, I love this ... and particularly naming the joy that comes in the surrender. And, I love the reminder that it is a SEASON. I'm in this "in between" space now, seeing glimpses of the next season, but not quite ready to jump. This is a great reminder for me that my wintering might not yet be complete.
Oh my goodness, yes. I was just journaling about feeling this way, this morning – because I've been luxuriating in spaciousness and not-doing for most of this year, but in the last week, I've noticed so much resistance to the process again.