We lay claim to the seasons. June is celebrated. Awards are given, friendships are sealed, and kindness makes an appearance as we time-travel to the 1960's.
Getting offline. A case of spring fever, where a human and herbaceous cross-species love affair blooms. Capture dandelion wishes amongst the blades of grass.
You’ve flexed your writing muscles, cracked open new internal spaces, gained traction on projects or gotten a peek at some new and exciting creative paths.
There you are, innocently travelling through your usual (busy) day following multiple trajectories, and then: *tumble*, you find yourself falling over something that you weren't expecting and: Aha!
I meet many in midlife who exclaim, "I wish I could turn back time!", lamenting about lost opportunities or the lack of consciousness they had about the possibilities life would hold.