spring

Don't Let Winter Kill You

Recently I’ve let myself slip into the mindset that change isn’t possible. The way things are right now is the way they’ll always be. That’s the lie I've been telling myself. That’s the lie that snuck in.

It’s easy for the lie to sneak in while you’re waiting. Whether you are waiting in the Dr.’s office or waiting metaphorically in life...that’s when the quiet gets quiet and the lies start to sneak in.

I was mentally trying to work my way out of this mindset a few days ago and so I went for a walk. (Holy mother-of-all-that’s-pure-and-holy, people...if you are stuck or need refreshment or are depressed or sad or frustrated or impatient...GO FOR A WALK. Get outside. It helps every.single.time.)

I saw the trees in their new lovely spring-ish glory. All bright and green and budding like it was their job.

I was reminded how a few months back we had an ice and snow storm.

There were no leaves. No buds. Just ice, snow and death. Do you know what the trees didn’t do during this time? Rip themselves from the ground, throw themselves in a fire and call it a day. They didn’t give up and adopt the mindset that this was forever. You know what these trees know that I am needing a reminder of today: SEASONS CHANGE. The trees trust the process of dying during the winter, of being pruned back, but they know that when winter is over, SPRING COMES. They submit to the process. They have accepted it. Because they know that seasons don’t last forever. They can’t. Good or bad, it’s a universal rule that the one thing you can count on in life, is CHANGE. (Guess who’s not so good at change? This kid.)

If you are in a season of waiting and deadness, I have good news. SPRING IS COMING. After the winter season, the only option is to grow. Thank the Lord above. That is hope, friends.

I love Spring. I think it’s my favorite season. When I’ve had a long, hard winter (literally or metaphorically,) it can sometimes be hard for me to get myself in the Spring mindset. Warmth. Newness. Opportunity. Growth. Hard work. Yes, there is still the occasional frosty morning that takes you by surprise, but don’t let that throw you backwards. Winter is DONE. Gone. Done-zo. Behind us. Get in the mindset of SPRING.

I just googled “spring,” for shiggles, (shits + giggles) and here’s what Wikipedia said:

Spring and "springtime" refer to the season, and also to ideas of rebirth, rejuvenation, renewal, resurrection and regrowth.

Yes and amen to that. If you have been living in a winter mindset like I have, let’s jump into this weekend with a full on spring fling wake up call. Deal? Deal.

xo

-kate

 

 

Pur(d)ge.

I thought purge had a "d" in it. Whoops. So spelling is not my forté. Shocker. And spell check and auto-correct have just made me a worse speller. I get three letters in and see the squiggly red line under a word and hit delete a couple times and then guess at another way of spelling it. Then...if all else fails, I open a new tab and try typing the word into the google search tab...again...I just write it the way I think it should be and wait for the computer to tell me what I was actually trying to type. I wish I were better and would actually try harder to really know how to spell things but, well, umm, yeah...I don't. Spelling is not what I intended to write about. Purging. Purging with no d. That was the word for yesterday...if you don't know what it means here ya go:

Yesterday was the day that I went through all of my closets/cabinets/shelves/baskets/containers/jars ... a.k.a anything that houses any of my crap...I sorted through it and purged. Got rid of. Removed junk. Tossed the stuff I don't use. Made bags of "give away", "trash" and "keep sake."

Maybe it's just the time of year for Spring cleaning and changing over your winter clothes to summer clothes that makes me want to organize and pare down. (Although Nashville is not obeying the Spring weather very correctly...it's been rainy & pretty darn cold here the past few days. Not okay Nashvegas.)

My cousin told me recently that she read an article about characteristics of happy people. I was fascinated by this and I really should have looked up the article myself but she told me that two of the things that "happy people" had in common were 1) they went to bed and got up at the same time every day and 2) they didn't have a lot of stuff. How does Kate stack up? 1) FAIL. 2) FAIL.

Now I'm not over here boo-hoo-ing saying I'm an unhappy person, but if I'm being honest I'm an artist so my mood can fluctuate with the best of them...which I'm thankful for because that's what makes me just so gosh darn me.

I was also interested in hearing this because my book club just got done reading a book all about getting rid of the excess in your life. It's called "7" and it's written by this adorably-funny real-life chica named Jen Hatmaker. She takes on different issues each month for 7 months...one month she only wears 7 articles of clothing for the whole month. One month she eats only 7 foods for the month. It was fascinating. She really focuses in on what stuff we have in our lives and what takes up our time...including how our "stuff" takes up our time. It's amazing the things that you can find when you create more space in your life by getting rid of the excess. I would highly recommend the read...it's thought-provoking, funny and will definitely make you think about how you spend your money & your time. If you're a visual person like me here is a copy of the cover of the book:

I don't know about you but I LOVE purging. Just getting rid of stuff makes me feel like I have more space for my thoughts. Plus, giving stuff away just feels great. Knowing that someone else could get use out of something that's been sitting in one of my cupboards unused for years makes me feel good.

This is a true story: I had 2 juicers sitting in one of my kitchen cupboards. 2 people. That's right. What does one person need with TWO juicers???? I was momentarily really peeved with myself. Why hadn't I given it away sooner? Ughhh. I immediately texted a friend, asked if they needed/wanted a juicer and told them that they could have mine. Woohoo! I have more space & my friend has a juicer. Score. Purging for the win.

I imagine all the hoarders of the world are not enjoying this blog very much.

Aces.

-kate