Taking Time for a Slow Spring

Welp! Spring is just around the corner and I am soooooo ready for it! I want to sit outside, lean my head back, and close my eyes while I listen to the voices of my boys in the background. Step back into the early 90s where time seemed to move slower. Where you could go out and play freely without a device attached to you and you lived by the rule of “Come home before the street lights come on.” There was an element of faith that we had back then that seems to be disappearing today. The faith that you could go out safely into the world and be unreachable for just a few hours – while you climbed trees, caught tadpoles in the nearby pond, and rode your bike letting the wind hit your face until tears streamed down (the steep hill legs up kind of a thrill ).

I am now 30 years old and getting back in touch with the more childlike version of myself. The child who existed before the harsh realities of the world started to really sink in and tell you to “Grow Up & Get Ready.” Now I am letting those painful scabs that have gotten quite scaly and crusty just fall off – in the stillness of being with God, loved ones, and myself. One of the ways that I enjoy being in the moment the most is with flowers. Scooping up beautiful blooms from my local grocer, finding a suitable vase, and slowly snipping each stem. Pushing through the fear of not knowing what you are creating, but trusting that a different view of beauty will slowly begin to form as you arrange with intention.

I hope you enjoy my two latest arrangements. I call the one with the yellow Daffodils the “What The?” arrangement. That’s the look my husband gave it when he saw it and I gave it the exact same look! bahahaha , who cares !?! My inner child made this and she is still beautiful to me in her own way.

Thank you for reading this post. My hope is that you take time to live a slower spring, in whatever way suits you.