"Little darling, it's been a long, cold lonely winter. Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here. Here comes the sun...here comes the sun. And I say...It's all right."
- From "Here Comes the Sun" (The Beatles)
It was a long, long, loooooooooooooong winter. So much cold. So much snow.
So little sun.
So much ash to wash away after the slow burn of several years of fanning embers that probably should have been left to go dark years earlier.
But with the heat comes the refreshing splash of the sea during that first walk on the beach.
The water strips the ash…slowly but surely…and reveals a new and often stronger skin beneath.
When enough of that ash is washed away, skin and sun meet and the warmth radiates within.
And then boomerangs back into the universe.
I can feel the sun.
I never lost complete sight of that light…but oh how dull it was for a while.
It was like being at the bottom of a dry water well without a bucket to help with the escape. A little stream of hope shone in once in a while…teasing to reach in and pull me into its soothing embrace…and yet no.
The trenches of life are a lonely place to live
But we all must visit from time to time.
We all must mourn.
We all must grieve.
And being that low into the ground…and then slowly, slowly, slippery, slidy, slowly…climbing back out?
Well it ain’t easy peeps. It can be a long and torturous journey. For some, much longer than others.
But the important thing as that you keep climbing. One step up, five stumbles down.
Just keep moving.
Cry cleansing tears. Like the sea, they help to wash away that ash.
As the challenge of the journey is what makes the light at the top that much brighter.
Hold that thought as you travel.
Because then eventually…gently…beautifully…
The sun will shine again.