Recently, I’ve been obsessed with the length of these spring days, enjoying every early sunrise and each delayed sunset. I’ve anticipated it for ages, and yet somehow it is a sudden transition.
There’s no doubt about it now: it’s late April, and we’re headed towards summer.
This time of year feels to me like an invitation. I’m pulled outside again and again, simply to notice the world in all its glorious awakening. There are blooms everywhere, from those cultivated in tailored gardens to those that push their way up through cracks in the sidewalk.
It all feels a bit wild, in the absolute best way, and I find that I want to be part of it. I want to be bright, shining, and colorful. I want to move my body in the sunshine and feel the wind on my arms.
It is such a lucky thing, to have the chance to welcome another spring, to stretch into these longer days. In the midst of so much noise and stress that can pop up in our everyday lives, it’s a good thing to remember that the world offers up its miracles without cessation.
I don’t know that there’s every been a day in my life that has not been improved by time spent in nature. So wherever you are, I hope that today is a Friday that pulls you outside to experience the world as it is, to allow yourself to be part of it, in all your stunning beauty.
I wonder what miracles you might find, if you grant yourself the gift of pausing, looking around, and just for a moment, really seeing this amazing place.
The Wandering Introvert 