It is springtime out there. It is hard to notice with the constant binging of news from near and far about the way our world is aching with grief from the sickness and death of loved ones and hardships of so many. Still the season is upon us. Going outside and practicing a moment of reflection and observation reveals the way the silhouettes of trees are changing. Ever so slightly where you have to look for it, but it is a sure transition from the cold harsh months of winter into longer warmer days. Each branch of each tree changes shape as the tiniest of flowers begin to blossom often more than 50 feet overhead. As a special treat, in the mornings and evenings when the sun is out, the rays hit the tops of these budding trees making them glow like torches. Visions of beauty like the one I’ve described here are easy to access, but require pause and enough clarity of mind to displace whatever anxiety, worry, or concern that occupies that sneaks into your thoughts. 

 

The glorious part about observing the changing shapes of trees is once you see it you won’t be able to unsee it. Next year you will start to look for the renewal of the world because of the small bit of time you took this year to see the world in a new light. 

 

Now, go and look.