Spring has come. The daffodils announced the arrival of a new season, which was underscored by the rainy days that followed. In the Northern Hemisphere, the world has stirred as if from a deep sleep and is welcoming a warmer sun. Even as I embrace the energy of rebirth, I cannot help but recall the comfort of hearth and home where tea and a fine book filled the long winter nights. Winter is a time of respite and contemplation that accompanies an inner journey.
In the midst of the new growth, the remnants of winter remain as a reminder to seize the moment, for winter will come again.
“Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.”
“Seize the day, and put the least possible trust in tomorrow.”