happy spring

I have never been so delighted to see spring arrive. For me this past winter was a hard one. I learned a lot this past winter, about myself, about my desire to wear my heart on my sleeve at times, but how that can end up hurting so badly. I learned about loss, in early January I found out I was having a miscarriage. It was a loss I was not expecting. It was during this time that I felt alone and lost, and scared…. My husband, I learned even more so is an amazing man who with a hug can change every thing. I learned that sometimes I need to take care of myself, before taking care of everyone else, and that I am worthy of good friendships, one that give and are loving and nurturing. This winter I learned through it all how to change my life, in ways that are positive and beautiful. The past winter seemed to be a turning point in my life, one that I know I’ll look back at and say that it was the winter I found out who I needed to be and who I was. And I am so happy spring is here, that the flowers are starting to bloom, that the sun is starting to warm the earth. This will be a beautiful spring. One of life and new beginnings.

Fibonacci Flowers

I am a geek. I saw this flower, and immidietly began to notice the  Fibonacci sequence that it possesess, especially toward it’s center.  I never was a math person in school. But they never, ever, taught me that math was found in flowers. Imagine if we were taught with an awareness of beauty, with a great realization that things, at least most things have order. If instead of learning the proper punctuation we were instead introduced to poets who never used such things. If instead of calculus we marveled at flowers, instead of memorizing rock formations we went and photographed them. If my high school algebra book had a flower on the front of it, rather than an equation, I would have fallen in love with math. When I looked at this flower, I saw order, I saw beauty, I saw math, in the way it should be.