The soul is like a perennial flower.
Each season lived and blossom bloomed – a life.
And just like the perennial flower the soul too goes through dramatic transformation in dying off for a season or two.
But just like magic it is destined to return at the dawn of a new spring. A new life, new growth, and a new blossom to express.
Life is a cycle. The human soul is no exclusion to this process and every Spring nature reminds us of this by whispering truth through her beautiful bouquet of perennial flowers.
We are in but one season of our soul with many blossoms and lives to express.
“Dream on… dream until your dreams come true.” ~Aerosmith