The clarity & freshness of Spring
With the freshness and lightness really being felt this last week. We have shed a few layers of warmer clothing, opened up windows that have been closed all winter. What would it feel like to do the same within ourselves? To lift a few layers and open the windows to new opportunities and ways of doing things. Inviting in freshness, clarity of vision and with that a deeper sense of knowing which new direction to orientate ourselves in.
To do this we have to shift our focus from the external to the internal.
Taking that sweet moment to pause and to sense, get a little more curious. To move away from operating in a mechanical habitual way and to shift into a more expansive and creative one. An opening of the windows kind of one.
When we then tune into our internal landscape and orientate ourselves away from the distraction of the external, we give ourselves the opportunity to get in touch with the part of ourselves that truly knows which direction would best serve us.
Shifting inwards and away from the vast amounts of information we have coming at every one of our senses, every minute of the day. Which often muddies the water and clouds a deeper knowing within us all. That deeper knowing to what is going to best serve us at any given moment, whether it be to shift direction or not. One that might be slightly different or radically different to that habitual mechanical ways we might have settled into comfortably operating from.
To settle into this state, we often need to open the windows and clear out first. Become still and quite enough to listen. So we can empty out and with that, allow the water to settle. This is where clarity of vision can return and with it that deeper sense of knowing which direction next. Softening away from the information overload and allowing space for a new possibility to come in. As so often from a lifting of the layers and an opening of our internal senses, a fresh new perspective naturally arises from within. Just as Spring naturally arises from the depths of Winter…