With each passing season you can go into any store and look into any magazine and see the celebration of the senses. Certain colors, smells, sights, touch, sounds, tastes, and even activities are designated for each. We feel the new energy and get excited with each new season even as we have our favorite one. However, whenever the physiologists get a hold of marriage and describe the passage of time as seasons, they make fall and winter months so barren and hopeless. It is just what happens they say, but I say no not in that way.
Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter are passages of time that collect a year. It is a cycle of growth not of death. Each season is needed for the fullness and richness of life.
Lets take grapes for an example...
In springtime the earth awakes. The ground takes in the nutrients of the suns and the rains. The main grapevine start to push up the sap into the shoots. These shoots reach upwards to grab the fence and intertwine themselves forever growing outwards. From these brown shoots pops green leaves and blossoms. Everything is new and fresh. There is an excited energy.
In springtime a relationship or marriage is all things new. The girl is giddy and all smiles. The boy is bending over backwards for great impressions. There is just something exciting about all the firsts like hand holding and kissing. You feel like you are on top of the world and that nothing can break your heart. Everything is new and fresh. There is an excited energy. This is new love.
In summertime the bees have worked their pollen and the blossoms bloom and leave room for hard green gems. Warm sunshine and rains provide substance. Sap and nutrients pump through the vines allowing these new grapes to develop sugar as they ripen growing sweeter and sweeter. There is a growing energy.
In summertime a relationship or marriage is all things growth. The new couple reach out for each other. They find ways to connect their lives to each other. They learn each other favorites and dislikes. They know what each other is good at and know how they compliment each other allowing their relationship to ripen and grow sweeter. There is a growing energy. This is hot love.
In autumn the grapes have reached their fullest and sweetest flavor. They are hanging heavy on the vine. These lush grapes are begging to be harvested. Plucked and hauled off for the vats to be squashed into wine is the destiny of the grape - shelved in storehouses preparing for the winter months. There is a thanksgiving energy.
In autumn a relationship or marriage is all things harvest. The enduring couple have weathered good times and bad times. In the pressing times they know their resiliency. They have found safe harbor in each other arms. They are full in a blended flavor. There is a thanksgiving energy. This is ripe love.
In winter the storehouse is full of good and aged wines. The table is set. The goblets shined and waiting for the purple liquid to be poured. Good company and sharing of life are toasted. There is a hearth energy.
In winter the relationship or marriage is all things shared. The aged couple welcome and share together and with others of their rich relationship. It is time to enjoy and cherish each other. Reminiscing the years and experiences they had together and toasting a marriage will lived and enjoyed. There is a hearth energy. This is old love.
With seasons they come and they go to come back around again even in a relationship or a marriage. To have the honor and privilege to experience new love, hot love, ripe love, and old love all swirled together ... mmmm, best wine!
"Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up,snow is exhilerating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather." ~john ruskin
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ReplyDeleteThere was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.
When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.
The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.
The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
Moral:
Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.
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a thought over heard
ReplyDelete''... going through the hurdles in life together, allows you go deeper together ..."
strong marriage = strong muscles
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(wasting away of the muscle or body)