I went for a morning run yesterday, and as a distraction from my labored breathing, took note of my surroundings with a different perspective. We're all familiar with the symbolic significance of the seasons in literature. We understand Winter to mean death and Spring to signify renewal. Here in the mountains, we have a short season that falls between Winter and Spring - Mud Season.
It's a fitting metaphor for what we experience in life because none of us moves seamlessly from Winter to Spring. We enter our personal mud seasons where all that was once so beautiful appears ugly for a time. It's during these brief periods that we reflect, rejuvenate and forge ahead. We do so with the confidence that Spring is just around the corner.
I hold great hope that the coming months mark a time of renewal for our global economy and the many people who have lost their jobs. It's time to reflect, take stock of our lives personally and professionally, and forge ahead. Spring is coming!