Beginnings and Endings

Flowers are a beautiful symbol for me of beginnings and endings. They come and go without fanfare. They simply ARE! When they're in bloom I treasure them. When they're gone I remember them, and look forward to what the next season will bring.

My life is going through a similar cycle these days. I'm experiencing the death of old ideas and ways and making room for new growth, a new flowering of thoughts and feelings and behaviors that are part of this season of my life. Like the flowers in these pots, I'm blooming where I've been planted--and loving it.