This time of year has me thinking about spring. It’s bitterly cold where I am and I find myself spending most of my free time dreaming of warm weather. Dreaming of the garden I will be planting. Dreaming of the little outdoor projects I have that can only be done in warmer weather. Spring is a promise. It is a promise of growth and abundance and blooming and life. But so is your mind. The creative well you dip from. No matter where you are, what you are doing, how bad or good things are for you right now, just remember this truth: your mind, like the spring season, is a promise. A promise of growth and abundance and blooming and life. There is hope with every breath. There is life with every inhale, there is peace with every exhale. Your time is now and now is your time.