Remembering my great-uncle Flight Sergeant Archibald Don Gordon, RCAF, 405 Squadron, killed in action April 6, 1943, over the Bay of Biscay. Buried in Plot 1, Row AB, Grave 5 Pornic War Cemetery, France.
We all need to be able to compartmentalize our lives enough that we can find some respite from these unusually challenging times.
So much change. So much uncertainty. So much potential. So much promise.
Yet, every birthing of the new requires the passing of the old. We cannot suffer and thrive at the same time. We must make a choice. What do we give up? What do we keep? What do we embrace so we can create the life we want?
This old apple tree, which has been battered by ice storms and had pieces of it grafted back together more than once, is dormant for the winter, but a few weeks from now it will begin its next great awakening. It will blossom full of promise for the new growing season.
That’s what I wish for myself, and for you. These unusual times have forced many of us into dormancy, but like the apple tree that sleeps and renews itself for the coming season we too have the potential to step into a revitalized and fruitful way of being.
And so, wherever you are, and whatever your struggles right now, I wish you strength, I wish you joy, and I wish you resilience. This too shall pass.