Winter Blossoming, or Nature, the Ultimate Planner

When I was young, I got the word “objective” mixed up with “goal,” and the whole of long-term planning, in any clearly and well-thought out manner, was lost on me. It was a one-foot-in-front-of-the-other existence driven by a vague dream. Time has given me the advantage of a view back. Now I see that everything I did was a reaching toward somewhere near to where I am. Only more so, but that’s okay; I’m grateful for this exact here.

If you walk out in the woods with both eyes open to the smallest things, you’ll see. Nature is the ultimate planner. There is nothing haphazard or slapdash about her. Even in the midst of winter, she’s getting ready for the next new thing. All future occurrences are being lined up, so they’ll be at the ready to take their turn when their turn to shine comes. I’ll be there when they take center stage—be they flower, leaf or baby bird. How about you? You won’t want to miss spring—it’s beginning now!