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And you can be fooled. Just when you think it's safe to shut down your heating system, pack up your parka and begin a joyful summer of shorts-and-a-tee, you get a cold day. The dog is thrilled -- but you're not.
If you've been there before, it's easier to believe spring is coming -- and you've learned some tricks to protect your fragile new growth.
Your experience of spring depends on where you lived up to now -- literally and metaphorically. By midlife,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some people have experienced only summer. The first winter can be terrifying. You don't own a parka and have no idea how to shop for one. Boots? Gloves? Where do we start?
Need an extra boost to get through spring? Talk to people who have been there. Find a coach or counselor. Join a new group. Take the dog for a really long walk. Devise your own Spring Festival.
And keep looking for glimpses of summer every day -- even when you had to pull your parka out of storage.
You probably see where I'm heading with this. Often clients seek out my coaching services after a long, hard job search, or a long dry period of seeking customers for a new business, or a frustrating effort to feel at home in a place that remains hostile. They've glimpsed a taste of success: a few nibbles to the resume, a few customers who seemed happy but then disappeared, a smile from an icy neighbor. Now they're really ready for summer.
Spring gets promoted as a time of new beginnings -- and it's a fragile season. Buds appear on trees, only to become leaves in a matter of days. Cherry blossoms, forsythia, and daffodils seem to last just long enough for us to learn their names.
When we're struggling with a career,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], or settling into an unfamiliar new residence,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], we're most likely to think of winter: cold, bleak and endless. At some point any life transition feels like being buried under a coat of ice, hibernating through long, dark days. Hopefully we learn to see the beauty of winter -- sun on the snow, clear air, the bare outlines of trees denied their leafy cover-ups.
Spring can be harder than winter. After slogging through ice and snow, you're ready for warmth, and it never happens fast enough. I remember living in cold climates -- Alaska, Connecticut, Manitoba -- when a gray, cold spring seemed like the last straw.
Spring also brings energy. Here in New Mexico, we're blown about by winds. The dog races around the park like a young puppy and the cats spend hours bird-watching. Spring can be harsh. Frost can crush the brand-new blossoms and a sudden snow will take care of next summer's harvest.
Inevitably, we do move on because the earth turns and life goes in cycles. Longer days bring more sunlight to fight the frost. Icicles start dripping and then one day we notice they’re gone and a dandelion sprouts on the front lawn. At last!
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