Spring isn't for Hiding, it's a Calling

Dear Quietly Stirring One,

Spring is finally here and I swear my whole body just exhaled.

Thank you, planet. I am SO ready.

There’s something about this season that makes everything feel possible again. New shoots, brighter days and longer evenings. A sense that we get to begin again.

And I love that energy of potential – it’s my jam!

Back in December, I wrote about Wintering, how the long nights and grey days, isn't the time for frantic action or reinvention. Note: It’s called a New Year resolution for a reason, not a New Year sprint.

Winter asks us to sit with what is, and let things lie fallow. To feel the ache of misalignment without immediately trying to fix or solve it - just a quiet reckoning in our own hearts and minds. We need a moment here.

Because there’s something powerful in feeling that discomfort. If we keep distracting, numbing or busy-ing ourselves out of it, we’ll be circling the same decision years from now.

But now? Spring is not winter.

Oh no, my love. Spring is a calling.

There’s a reason everything feels a little lighter right now. The mornings are brighter. The air is softer. Something in the soil is stirring.

I can’t help seeing ourselves in nature. And over recent weeks, I’ve been imagining the seed underground that's been sitting dormant with potential.

Already whole, already carrying everything it needs. It doesn’t need to become something else - it simply needs the right conditions to grow.

When spring comes, the seed feels the discomfort of being trapped underground, and it just has to push.

Through dark and heavy soil, it pushes before it knows what’s beyond the surface. It doesn’t know exactly why, or where it’s going. It doesn’t have a five-year plan. It doesn’t wait until it feels perfectly ready. It just knows it needs to move.

That’s how all flourishing happens. Life doesn’t overthink its way into growth. It follows the quiet internal nudge toward light. There’s an innate trusting in that calling, and ultimately in life itself.

You're no different, my love. You already know what you need to do. You can feel it too - the calling to move.

Not in a dramatic, shout-it-from-the-rooftops way. In a quieter way, a steady hum beneath the noise kind of way.

You know the conversation you’ve been avoiding, the boundary that needs setting, the pattern you’re sick to death with. You know the version of you that wants more room.

This insight is beautiful. It’s powerful. It’s necessary.

But insight alone isn’t enough. Insight without action, changes nothing.

And when we don’t act – whether waiting for the perfect time, looking for more certainty, or minimising the issue (it’s not that bad) – there’s a cost.

Every time we ignore our knowing, something in us goes quiet. We teach ourselves to not to listen and eventually lose self-trust.

And not trusting ourselves comes with a heavy price tag -

• You start questioning your own judgement and overriding yourself.

• You rehearse conversations instead of having them.

• You feel slightly smaller in your own life

• You become brilliant at coping instead of actually living.

So yes, taking action can feel risky. But inaction is not neutral.

It’s already shaping your relationships and your sense of self.

And in my experience, there is a particular kind of shame and pain that comes from being “someone who knows but doesn’t act”. We break our own heart.

Something happens to that seed of potential….the hope dims, it’s chance to truly thrive diminishes. And the gap between who you are and how you live widens.

That is the real cost.

Spring is not asking you to blow up your life in a dramatic way. It’s asking you to plant something.

Spring rewards movement, not perfection. Whether it's one honest conversation or small boundary. Or one imperfect and messy step towards something you really want – a move towards alignment.

You don’t need to feel certain (don’t fall for that trap!). Certainty is rarely available before you take action. The clarity you want, will sharpen through movement, not through waiting.

You don’t need to know the whole path - the seed doesn’t either.

It simply responds to the knowing. To the season of being called.

THIS is that season.

Not for rushing or forcing, but for movement. For letting your quiet knowing become visible action – slowly and gently, but definitely moving.

You are not starting from scratch, my love. You are starting from truth.

And that changes everything.

With hope, love and a dash of brave,

Deborah

P.S. I’ve been quietly building something for the women who are ready to stop circling and start moving - gently, bravely, supported. I’ll share more this week.

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