I’ve been thinking a lot lately about seasons. Not just the seasons outside our windows, but the seasons we move through in our own lives. We’re often told that we should always be growing. Keep going Keep achieving. Keep pushing. Keep becoming. But the thing I am realising, is that we don't have to bloom all year round. Nature doesn’t. There are seasons when everything is alive, colourful and flourishing. And then there are seasons of change. Leaves fall. Things become quiet