The Teacher drops some Wisdom on us: life is made up of seasons. Time, season (aion); there are seasons of life. Life begins in Spring, with all of nature in full bloom. The young lives are bursting with promise, bounding across years like a gazelle leaping through the savannah. Summer weighs heavy like a South Florida July, with a chance of showers in the afternoon. Frivolities a-flourish, where even the sudden storm is an opportunity to relish the joy found in a warm rain. Autumn approaches: spouses and kids and jobs fill the life, as you watch the children grow into adults and parents and friends. Each sunset in the Autumn of life are especially cherished....each brings its own magnificent palette. Winter is the longest of all seasons....life seems quiet under blankets of snow, but there is activity.....although different....methodical and mindful....
This is a liminal season, a place in time where the veil hangs thinly between today and tomorrow. Senses are heightened, for the very air is pregnant with possibility. Knowing that this will be a difficult year does not impede the sense of newness and numinousness.
The Greeks lend us some words that help us through transitions.
Epiphany - the moment insight breaks in to a higher plane.
Krisis - the destabilizing process that breaks off old ways of thinking
Kairos - the appointed time for divine intervention
Pleroma - the fullness of time, taut as the surface water at the edge of a full glass.
Which word fits you in the age of coronavirus? Which season is yours?
Whether you are in spring, summer, autumn or winter of life, you will find an affinity with one or more of these Greek word-phases. It’s better to embrace where you are, than to kick against the goads.
Enjoy the journey.
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