Emerging from the Winter Earth

Like the ground around my home, I've been struggling to break free of winter's grip. Concerns with boring yet important things, such as frozen pipes and household budgets, have kept my creativity suppressed. But as I watch the potted tulip bulbs on my kitchen countertop begin to push up green shoots through the soil, I feel my imagination growing complicated, rich scenes that will soon push themselves out as shooting words and swirling sentences, to unfold in a rainbow of emotional images and colors.
And so I wrestle with the balance between impatience for spring's glory and the need for gentle awakening from winter's icy grip. We must be gentle with emerging, and allow the unseen energies to strengthen and bloom in their own proper time. Forced flowers can be beautiful, but their energy soon fades.
So I'm allowing myself to linger in the thawing, and trust that the blooms will be vibrant when my flowers of imagination finally burst forth and are recorded as new scenes in the sequel to The Flower Eater. This is my current flowery vision!