Wake: A Gentle Return
Over the last four months or so, I seem to have been drawn to the colour green… makeup, clothing, jewellery and even home furnishings (giggle). Looking back, I think it was intentional, more a quiet yearning for spring to arrive tout suite! At last it has.
There is something to be said for dog walking at this time of year — noticing what’s been right in front of me all along. The grass growing longer, lush and bouncy beneath my muddy wellies, bushes thickening with deep bottle-green leaves, and new buds just waiting to quietly announce themselves with colour. Not to mention weaving amongst daffodils, hearing the crack of twigs underfoot, and admiring blossom that now seems to be everywhere.
This is the second spring I’ve really noticed in this way, and it does feel different. The idea of “waking up” always sounds like it should be a big moment — a fresh start, everything clicking into place — but it hasn’t felt like that at all.
It’s been much quieter, more like a gradual return, just noticing things a bit more as they are. And thinking about it now, maybe the whole green thing wasn’t by chance — maybe I was already craving that feeling of fresh starts without really knowing it.
There’s been a shift in my body as well, a sense of wanting to feel stronger rather than just busy. Moving more, exercising in a way that actually feels good rather than something to ‘tick off,’ and enjoying things again.
Alongside that, there’s also been a small change in my work. This will be my last month offering body massage, not as a sudden decision but something that’s been building quietly in the background for me. A way of looking after my own health and making space to focus more on skincare, which is where I feel I’m naturally heading. It feels like part of the same shift — listening a bit more and responding to what feels right now.
Spring has a way of doing that, not forcing change but making space for it, allowing things to unfold in their own time. A soft start, rather than a sharp beginning.
And maybe that’s all “waking” really is — not becoming something new overnight, but slowly finding your way back to what feels like you again.
A Soft Start to Spring
A soft start rather than a sharp beginning.
