Dear Iza, There’s something about this time of year — that in-between space where one season is softening and another hasn’t fully arrived yet. Transitions.
I’ve been thinking about them a lot lately. On a recent walk through the spring forest, I came across a translucent leaf — no longer what it once was, not yet fully returned to the soil. It was in between.
Last year’s growth, gently breaking down, becoming nourishment for what is to come.
Life is like this too. We often think of transitions as something to move through quickly — to get to the “next” place. But transitions are not a problem.
They can be uncomfortable, yes. But they are a necessary part of life.
And they can be so full of wisdom. They move us, shape us, and ask us to shift and to grow.
We see this so clearly in nature. Each season asks something different of us. Winter invites rest and stillness. Spring begins to stir movement — and with it can come restlessness or tension. Summer opens us outward into connection and expression. And fall calls us back in, to simplify and slow down.
None of these is better or worse than the other. They are all part of the natural rhythm of life.
And just like the seasons, we move through transitions in our own lives. Midlife. Menopause. Changes in relationships. Loss of a loved one.
Careen changes or retirement. Moments when the ground beneath us shifts, and we’re asked to find our footing again. There is something sacred in that. Even in uncertainty, there can be a remembering of what matters. A softening into the present moment — where life is actually happening.
Transitions ask us to meet ourselves differently. To listen more closely. To move with, rather than against. So wherever you find yourself right now — in a seasonal shift, a life transition, or simply feeling the pull to show up differently — I see you. Take this moment. Take a deep breath in. And a long, slow exhale. Feel your feet on the ground. Let yourself land. You are here. And that is enough.
Let yourself feel into the magnitude of what it means to be alive. To be in this body. To be you. Let yourself receive a little more ease. A little more of your own attention and care. There is no one more deserving of that than you.
You are incredible.
With love, Angela
P.S. To support your body through seasonal transitions, I’ve included two of my favourite salads below. And if you’re in midlife and craving extra support, you’ll find details at the bottom about a powerful group container for women. |