08/05/2025
Even while nesting at home with baby, everywhere I look, including into her big blue eyes, or at the light spilling into the house kissing her cheeks, I’m reminded that life takes its time. That beauty doesn’t rush, and that everything blooming now was once unseen, and quietly preparing.
I know that this blessing found me in perfect timing. Which along with the inspiration season of Spring, has lead me down a beautiful well of reflection…
“The flowers you see blooming in the sunshine were once hidden seeds waiting patiently for the rain.” That line really touched me this week.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve had many seasons before this one where it felt like I was stuck in the dark soil, waiting, hoping, not sure when the sun would return. And yet…here we are.
I’m grateful for Spring’s easeful ability to inspire and remind us to reflect. To see that we can trust the timing of our own unfolding. To not measure our growth by how loud or visible it is, but by the quiet tending it takes to keep believing something beautiful is on its way.
So, if you’re in a waiting season, I just want to whisper this: the rain has purpose. The slowness has meaning. And the roots you’re growing now will hold the flowers later.
Sending love always,
Elle
