Spring has finally sprung leading to the end of hibernation and much rebirth. Buried beneath snow, cold, and parkas, sun, warmth, and tank tops reunite to illuminate the day. With this new reign comes outdoor activity, walking with friends for miles upon miles, baseball at Fenway and little league on sandlots, and natural vitamin D dispensing into my body from rays sunshine. While a spectacular birth of buds grow upon branches, I step into the world a novel woman, rebirthed over the former eight months. Walking where many have ambled before, I stumble out of the old version of myself into the new. Now proud, comfortable and confident in my skin, I feel reborn emotionally, physically, and spiritually, and distanced from what I deemed impossible a year ago.
Emotionally I feel euphoric, full of joy and light that dimmed and darkened when my energy waned and depression resulted. A roller coaster along a sugar high and low brought me to tears many days, searching endlessly for solutions only to find myself in the void again. The beacon of light finally showed itself where I was initially blind, uncertain it led to an island of hope. Yet when I trusted the signs, the process, and the people around me, I was raised by a lever that raised me up until I was independently secure. Hearing hope, direction, and possibility, and feeling love, support, and gratitude, I ventured slowly along the journey I had been seeking. Happiness arrived before my physical transformation, an acceptance, surrendering, and self love that led the way.
Physically my energy is restored, replenished, and recharged. Years of lethargy, ultimate exhaustion by three in the afternoon, and a weakened core caused lower back pain and deteriorating strength. Alleviated now of all these ailments, my muscles enhanced and empowered by push ups, planks, and pullups, my physical strength rehabilitated my energy, core, and posture. Walking tall, carrying boulder-heavy items with ease, and rejuvenated, my physical force is not disputed. Rebirthing atrophied muscles into dense matter alters my mood, has me reaching for more, and striving to strengthen all aspects of my life. The physical aspects connect with the emotional dimension, fueling my body and brightening my core, mind, and spirit.
Enhanced by physical power and emotional stamina, rebirthing my spirit has replenished my soul. Soaring when writing, words pour out of me like a watering can, enhancing the soil, soaking the seeds, and sprouting the part of me blessed with this gift. As the strength rises within me, my core purpose stirs to send the words from my heart to paper, sharing my journey, enlightening lives though the magic of letters upon a page. This rebirth aligns me with a higher power that had escaped connection when the blues, weakness, and darkness surrounded me. Freed from my own shackles, words sprout daily, flowering my thoughts and feeding my soul. No longer a void to fill, nor an emotion to numb, spiritually these new beginnings connect me to something greater than myself. Life purpose appears present and set in motion.
To ride the rails of change and personally grow, rebirth is a steady process of patience. An emotional, physical, and spiritual transformation primes itself over a lifetime. Yet strengthening all avenues, releasing the “old”, and birthing a new body, energy, and spirit, engages senses, empowers souls, and changes lives. Self worth, the mighty mountain at the core of emotional, physical, and spiritual growth is paramount. Comfortable and confident in my skin and freeing myself from fear, rebirth began. Formerly falling deeper into an abyss, I clawed my way out as rays of hope and lightness of being led me out of misery, darkness, and desperation. Years of turmoil, feeding hidden emotions, weakening physically and mentally, seeds sowed, spring sprung, and self love created rebirth, strengthening my mind, body, and spirit.