One of my best friends and I started our new tradition called blog breakfast. A time when we could get together share about our blog life and catch up stories from since we have been together. During the first part of the morning we laughed, ate too much and did everything but blog. Like grade school pal’s we focused on everything but our assignment. It is a new tradition in our friendship. The bright sunshine and the anticipation of changing the clocks to “spring ahead,” reminded me how much I like new tradition. Blog breakfast is certainly one them.
I have been thinking about my life a lot lately. During my 50th birthday celebrations last month a young emerging leader I know sent me a birthday text that simply that said; “Life starts at 50.” This young man has repeatedly challenged my thinking about life and work in the past. He has changed my mind about how to live, more than he will ever know.
I declare today the trifecta of new beginnings. A blog breakfast with my friend, a belief that life truly does begin at 50 and the change of season from winter to spring renews life. I get so excited about this time of year probably because of our long dreary Midwest winters. Anticipation for the snow to melt exposing the ground birthing spring then summer and fall.
The change of seasons is a perpetual circle of life.
As I was reflecting about upcoming spring I was immediately reminded of my favorite traditions. One tradition involves visiting many garden centers for weeks filling the tailgate of my Jeep with plants. Colors that symbolize life and rebirth of our homestead. The planning, shopping and success of the transformation of the earth, sets the stage for the perfect temenos circle. Digging with the shovel in the earth while feeling the wet dirt on my hands creates a cathartic experience. The same experience as writing on the temenos circle. The excitement of my Son, when I declare that 2015 is not a 10 yards of mulch spreading year. My mind drifted to summer briefly reminding me of all this season brings to life. Being outside in the summer sun picnicking and music festivals is the best. My most favorite is Diane and I’s tradition of all weekend swim-a-thon’s at the pool listening to music, reading books and simply being together.
As I thought in anticipation today of my abundant new life in bloom, I realize more than ever, that life is not about the journey or the destination.
Life is about who you invite to share the experience.