“Tis the season”.
I learned about seasons by living in them and planning for them. Seasons are topics to complain about, yet commonly used to strike up a conversation. Seasons were attached to holidays and structures of time such as New Years—winter, Easter—spring, 4th of July—summer, Halloween—fall. Then there was the school calendar that needed to be coordinated with the work schedule: the end of summer & the beginning of school; the fall break & Halloween; the Christmas break & the holidays; the spring break; Memorial Day Weekend and the end of the school year.
I was introduced to another look at seasons when I began to gaze, glance and see life as something to behold rather than get-through. Life is a journey. Seasons are more than nature’s change in weather. Seasons are experiences in our lives that may or maybe coincide with a calendar. Seasons are a framework that boldly mark our lives with experiences that move us from one place to another. They are also a place of reflection to see where we’ve been and where we may consider going. Seasons are a scaffolding of learning, developing and growing. Seasons provide definitive times of our journey that never completely vanish, but substantially hone and shape us which highlight our entire journey.
Seasons are partitions often not realized in our movement forward in our day-to-day routines. Each season has experiences that are the magnificent threads which are colored, textured, shaded, laced, tempered, spicy, and tangy with zest of appeal or disgust. These threads intimately are interwoven to make a tapestry which blankets our journey.
My acceptance of seeing my life as a journey has broadened my perception on how life is partitioned. Many of my limitations came with narrow-mindedness and learned habits. Seasons are more than man-made datebooks and agendas. Seasons embark in crisis and unexpected events. Seasons arrive in preparation, determination and achievement. Seasons are uniquely impeccable intervals in order for us as individuals to appreciate and value life as a privilege.
- Life is a natural flow. It has a come and go movement to it.
- Life is a journey. It has seasons that allow us to make sense of the passages in our past and the travels ahead.
- Life is a privilege. It has value and meaning from the moment it begins to the moment it ends.
- Life is full of responsibilities.
- Life is made of seasons which partition our journeys.
Let us celebrate life seasons by being a part and revel in whatever part that is. Let this be an invitation to peer into a new perception in order to see there is “a time for everything”.
“Think of me and I’ll be there
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time”
Seasons In The Sun – Terry Jacks 1974