It’s a season of death, of barrenness and destruction.
It’s a time for endings…for closing the doors on the past…for walking away and shedding tears…and saying goodbye…
You cannot escape it, this starving time.
You cannot trick it away or soothe it into compliance. It is ravenous. It will binge and it will glut and it will eat away at everything you ever had, ever were, the very core of your existence and it will leave you with NOTHING…not even a path of crumbs to follow home.
You cannot give it up.
All you can do…is give in.
Open your arms to emptiness. Open your heart to the void. Fall completely into darkness…and keep falling…
Until at last you feel like you’re flying.
Innocent and free, as you were meant to be.
It’s a season of loneliness. Of asking yourself why.
Remember that the questions are more important than the answers.
Remember that YOU are all you need.
It is the season…and like all seasons, it too shall pass.
And there will be spring again.
There will be renewal, rebirth, and you will rise from the ashes.
Maybe not in this same body, this same form…but you were promised an eternal essence, not an eternal life. Eternal love.
Eternal memory. Eternal BEING…in whatever form that may take…
For it is in dying that we truly learn what it means to live.