In Summer we look with appreciation and pleasure at the apples and peaches and apricots that are hanging from the trees. We are energized in the weeks before the temperatures become too hot, and eager to fulfill the projects that have laid untended all winter. Summer is like our 3rd and 4th decades, when we see the fruit of our labor ripening and we begin to taste those fruits. We still seem to have plenty of time ahead of us.
Many festivals and celebrations of light and hope happen in the Winter. It's a time to come together and tell stories. A time to warm ourselves at the fire or warm ourselves in the companionship of friends and family. It's a time to dream. A time to share memories. A time to pass on what we know to those who will need that knowledge when Spring returns.
In the Winter of our life we continue to grow; often in quiet, unseen ways. Relationships can deepen if we take the opportunity to express love, gratitude and shared memories with those who have been a part of our lives. We can review the life we have led and pass on the hard won wisdom we're acquired. We can seek and grant forgiveness, define our legacy, and achieve a sense of completion, a sense of the meaning of our life.
The Winter of our life may not inspire the expectant delight brought by the first flowers of Spring or the sensuality carried on the lush breezes of early Summer; but it is a valuable season, a time for living fully. In a culture that focuses on youth and encourages busyness it is easy to forget that our life continues to unfold until our last breath. But it does; and our personal legacy continues to reveal itself, living on in the friendships we have woven, the people we have loved, the work we did, the things we built (or unbuilt) the interests we've had and what we've shared with others. Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter-the precious seasons of our life.
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