Spring means revival. Revival of everything that was once taken away from us, but now, finally, the period of loss is over. The phase of trauma is gone. My heart is filled with new hopes and dreams. A new sense of direction and a new feeling of power and a great sense of calm and joy.
For me, spring was the time when I got out of depression a couple of years ago.
The spring of my life was full of new aspirations and the beginning of a new era. The period in which I recovered and healed from my traumatic past injuries and saw the light in the darkness.
My mom used to say that there is a morning after every night, and I say that there is a spring after every autumn. We just need to be patient enough to experience a renewed sense of control in our lives.
A new beginning and a feeling of liveliness where the decayed emotions transform into the fresh new soul with beautiful ideas to work on yourself. This is the way life works.
