The Mystery of Beginnings
As the bursting of spring comes closer, I am wondering about beginnings. Spring is the mark of new things, of beginnings, the time of birth.
And yet birth only marks a moment in a cycle that begins in the dark, the still silence of the unknown, the unseen, the formless. We meet our new sprouts, blossoms, and babies for the first time and name that moment the start of new life. But where did this wondrous manifestation come from?
Seeds planted long ago, held in the stillness of winter. The formless and unseen is ever creating the seen and formed. What seems like nothing is often the beginning of greatness.
So true, so deep and real! This made me read and think and read and think some more.
Life is so promising and offers so much !
Thank for sharing teacher!
Life sure does give us plenty to think and wonder about! May the unfolding of your endeavors be fruitful.
Thanks Cindy for writing this. I relate this to spring but also to life in general.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts here, I appreciate hearing from you.
May all of your beginnings yield fulfilling outcomes.
Thank you for this beautiful writing, I hope to take all your classes one day.
Thanks Christina! I hope you do take all of the classes – that would be so much fun!
Beautiful! Love the wondering, love the stillness of winter, and am absolutely feeling the beginnings of spring!
Thank you Janet.