Spring... A reminder that beauty grows through the cold times.

Rain is tapping at the windows. Bird song. The first of the year. A heavy fog mutes the hard edges of the treetops. Grey skies, brown grass. New England spring could be missed if we only see the rain. Not here. Not in this heart or this home. Let's open our eyes to it as often as we can.

We can smell the earth, warm and humid coming from our green house, a small castle of seedlings with tiny, fragile shoots reaching for the skies. Our pansies are waiting to be planted in the containers outside, but frost is still to possible, still too likely. Just as we are held up in our homes, these little blooms are hostages, too. Of course, plants don't mind the rain. They need it. Plants don't mind the protection, it is for their own good. So, fighting this inevitability is both what separates us from the plants (entirely human) and it's futile. Plus, it discounts our inner strength and natural ability to bloom under pressure.

Just as nature goes through this natural isolation and separation, so do we. In some religions, these troubled times are referred to as shadows. Some, contrast. Without the dark, there is no appreciation for the light. Yin and Yang, energies are in balance. Seasons in our hearts and in our lives are much like the seasons and the cycles of nature- joy, sadness, triumph and failure are all necessary for our growth.

So, as we walk in the world today, notice those little crocus blooms- pushing through the edges of brown earth. Notice the vibrant colors and stark contrast they offer. They had to wait all winter to greet us, to leave their mark. These sweet little blooms are a reminder, a messenger. Listen to the birds flitting around, landing and looking for worms. They are reminding us, that abundance is coming. The earth is fertile, just like our spirits, if we look around and notice. Take a walk in the woods and notice the red, supple buds on the edges of trees. They are just about to burst forward with leaves, with Kelly green,  the color of archangel Raphael ; the color of healing.

Nature is our truest reminder that we can overcome difficulties, that we can evolve when pushed to change. We are not separate from nature, after all. Sometimes we just need a reminder, sometimes we just need to take a moment to listen, to see, to feel, to be present.

To support a sense of renewal, try bringing DoTerra oils into your home. They are purely distilled from nature- nothing added, nothing removed. In my diffuser, I have placed Geranium, Ylang Ylang and lavender. It's almost as if I have bouquets blossoming in my house. These oils aren't just about smelling pretty. I can also add a drop of them into my moisturizer to care for my skin. They have no side effects and no toxins. They are a reminder that the world is about to bloom. We are about to see the bright, beautiful spring.

Peace, love and health to you.
Love,
LeeAnn
P.S. If you're interested in purchasing the oils, message me for a consult (free) or click on the picture for a link to the products.