Welcoming Spring

Winter is my favourite season but let me share with you what Spring taught me about healing.

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Blink and you'll miss the sensitive yet resilient rebirth of the earth. If you asked me my favourite season, I'd say winter. I find comfort in her blanket anonymity, the stubbornness of her trees to stand tall amidst the weather's beatdown, just to shine brighter and laugh louder a few months later. I love the thick scarves and thicker jackets, the city lights in the premature dark sky, and the clear, cold air that gifts sunsets worthy of standing in the cold.

But Spring. Spring is when I point at every snowdrop bush and yell "SNOWDROPS" a million times on a park walk. Spring is when I come home with 3 bunches of tulips just because I can, and the sweet honeysuckle aroma of Hyacinth occupies the corners of my home and garden. Spring is when I see a bud and wonder which flower will blossom from its embrace.

Spring is the rejuvenation of life, the light at the end of winter for many, and like every season, a symbol of change. Change, growth, evolving is not an option for nature. She must heal from what she lost in Autumn so she can exist, thrive, regrow and have you ever seen a healing more graceful? As always, how beautiful a teacher is the creation, and which of the favours of your Lord will you deny?


"Which of the favours of your Lord will you deny?


Al-Isra verse 37 

وَلَا تَمْشِ فِي الْأَرْضِ مَرَحًا ۖ إِنَّكَ لَنْ تَخْرِقَ الْأَرْضَ وَلَنْ تَبْلُغَ الْجِبَالَ طُولًا

And do not walk upon the earth arrogantly. Indeed, you will never tear the earth [apart], and you will never reach the mountains in height.

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