Momentary Truth – Haiku
Sometimes it feels this way in life – but as we know the truth for this tree, so too, it is in our own lives – there are seasons. There is beauty in this season as there is when the blossoms are flourishing, or when the leaves are their greenest, or when they are crimson red or burnt gold. Each season brings its own purpose and splendor. The gift to ourselves is when we recognize the truth in this knowing, and move into it, to take hold of each aspect of who we truly are.