“It is always the way of events in this life,...no sooner have you got settled in a pleasant resting place, than a voice calls out to you to rise and move on, for the hour of repose is expired.”― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
She's always going to partially be that little girl you know. The wide-eyed one with the naive heart who longs for the adventure she can sense just beyond reaching fingertips. The one who seeks renewal in the trees and guidance in the stars with a wisdom far beyond the years this planet has offered her.
Every year like clockwork she asked me the same question, without fail. "What's your birthday wish?" my mother would say. Not what do you need. Now what could you use. What is your deepest wish?
"Ruins always occur when we rise," said the Phoenix. "You must burn away the old life that doesn't fit anymore to feed the fires needed for transformation. You must release all you believed that no longer serves you in order to become all that you are. This creates the rubble that falls away as the walls that once were tumble to the ground beneath our feet.
It's always flowing. Where we've come from, what we've seen, where we're going. We can't have the path forward without the experiences of where we've been. Where we get stuck is when we stay fixed on the current of the past.
I love this time of year, and not just because I'm an Aries. I love it because it breathes the air of beginnings. April brings Spring here in this part of the world, and the deep exhale of rebirth that comes with it is so very welcome after a long Winter.