What Will Be Your Spring?

Yesterday was the first day of Spring! Nashville usually has much more drawn out winters, but I gotta say, I’m not mad about the early signs of good weather. 

I’ve seen a lot of posts and comments about how grateful people are for Spring’s arrival. A new season. A fresh start. And I got caught up in the possibilities. 

More than just a seasonal change, what could this new season bring? 

Will you not give energy to the things that don’t deserve it anymore?

Will you stretch out of your comfort zone?

Will you forgive yourself?

Will you only speak kindly about your body?

Will you have renewed focus to follow your dream? To reinvest in your work?

Will you commit to finding your joy?

Will you let go of the insane expectations you have of yourself?

Will this be a season of gratitude?

Will you be more present?

Will you stop second guessing?

Will you be vulnerable?

Will you let go of perfectionism?

Will you let go of the fear of rejection?

Will you finally stop carrying around all of the things that have been weighing you down for so long?

Will you thrive instead of survive? 

Will you learn a new skill?

Will you make a new friend?

Will you lean in when everyone else turns away?

Will you respond with patience when you just want to scream?

Will you do something good for yourself? And then do it again? 

Will you use your voice to build others up?

Will you be mindful of your energy?

Will you simplify?

Will you finally get started on that one thing (the one you’re thinking about right now)?

Will you listen? 

Will you listen to your body? To your mind?

Will you plant the seeds necessary for the growth you deserve?

Will you stop comparing yourself to others?

Will you believe in yourself?

Will you flourish? 

Will you recover?

Will you renew?

Will you launch into the deep?

The truth is this: Spring will bring whatever you want it to bring as long as you are committed to seeing it through and doing the work. Otherwise, it’s just Spring. And then it’s just Summer. Or a new year. But the time is now, lovelies. 

So what will you do?

What will be your spring?