While spring is chasing away winter Down Under, here in the Netherlands another change of season is taking place. Summer is slowly transforming into autumn. The sun sets a little earlier every day, and those beautiful sunrises are more and more often hidden behind clouds.
Nature’s clock keeps ticking every day. And so does mine. My life is slowly gliding into a quieter season too.
Over the past months, I was forced to make a few difficult decisions about my health. Decisions I never thought I would have to make. They changed me at the very core of who I am. Not necessarily into someone else. Maybe more into myself.
For a long time, my life was just about moving forward. Making plans. Working. Travelling. Wanting things. Finding new roads and wondering where they might take me.
And then life changed direction.
I had to stop.
I had to choose.
Now, while I watch summer slowly make room for autumn, I notice something has changed in me as well. I don’t feel the same urge to rush towards whatever comes next. I’m living in the now. Only this moment counts.
There is more quiet in me. Not the kind of quiet in which nothing happens. More like the quiet you find in nature.
Perhaps humans have seasons too.
Seasons for growing and exploring. Seasons for travelling far away. Seasons for building a life. And seasons for coming home.
I don’t know yet what this new season of my life will look like. But perhaps I don’t have to know.
Nature doesn’t seem worried about autumn arriving. She doesn’t try to hold on to summer for just a little longer. She simply follows her own rhythm.
Maybe I can do the same.
Down Under, spring is on its way. Here, autumn is waiting.
And somewhere in between those two seasons, I am slowly finding my own.