Spring a fickle bejeweled Mistress reflection of our inner core

Finally Spring peers around the corner like a mistress trying to catch her lover's glance but in fear of being noticed by others in the room quickly averts her eyes. This week has been a flirtation with the Sun, the Wind,snow,sleet,rain, and the cold. The white,light dusting of snow we recently received has rolled back to reveal the dormant grass beneath its cover as the pointy green shoots of life begin to poke through the Earth that will soon blossom into rainbow colored Crocus to be followed by Daffodils, luscious Hostas and varigated Peonies as my front garden begins its resurrection. All of these actions a reflection of the tumult, strife and inner growth my soul is going through as my life transforms itself into a new yet unrecognizable version of its former self. Change truly is the only constant thing in life, whether you like it or not. Who knows where I am to be or if I am to be so I must rejoice in the moment which is the only true and real thing at any given point in time. I must retool my spirit so that it becomes that which I would like it to be. I need to be honest with myself and happy with myself in order to be true to me. Sounds simple and yet it is not...so many people cannot accept who they are or identify who they want to be and in lacking these skills they lack the means for transforming their lives and creating and reaching their goals and true potential. Many of us are trapped in cages of our own making. We cast and twists bars stronger than iron in which we enclose, limit and trap our Souls. We let the expectations of others and their goals or desires for us engulf and manage our lives when we should be looking and questioning inward to mold our Souls rather than allow our Souls to be molded by others. The beauty of Vermont is that for the most part you are free of these social entanglements. There is a strong truly American independent spirit among its people interwoven with tolerance, acceptance and a dash of Libertarianism that reminds one of what it really means to be an American. New England is slowly awakening from its recent Winter hibernation and so am I. A slow and calm life, hopefully a well examined one if it is to have meaning....this is my current goal. Hopefully the fruit of coming out of the recent Chaos I have been living with.