By Joyce

It’s fifty-seven degrees in Seattle today; there is no doubt the axis of the earth is turning and spring is on schedule.  But I’m not.  Usually I feel happy, excited about the emergent buds and early flowers, but I’m noticing I feel retractive, not quite ready to bust out of winter mode.  Try as I might to seal myself into my own psychological envelope, it won’t stop the natural progression of increased daylight and temperatures, and all the resultant growth.

I get the sense I will be a late bloomer this spring. Yesterday Marge gave me a Lesson of the Day, an important reminder about what I might need in order to flourish in the coming season.

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