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what season are you in? β„οΈπŸŒ·β˜€οΈπŸ

- Posted byHannah Miller

Hello friends,

I posted this on socials a couple of weeks back β€” it wasn’t my own clever thought, but it resonated with many of you:

It’s now February β€” which means we made it! I’m not massively into February either, if I’m honest β€” I know this sounds terrible, and I know that I should be glad for every day, and deep down I am, but January and February are not my forte. I do prefer February to January for three reasons. The first is that it comes after January, the second it that it is shorter than January and the third is that I see it as the bridge to March. And I love March. My middle son was born in March, and all hope and promise and spring and daylight hours belong to March.

The thing is that we all have our favourite seasons. You may love winter, where I love summer. In fact, I love spring, summer and I don’t really mind autumn either. I don’t out and out hate winter β€” and I do always try to look for the best β€” for me, the best bit about winter is when we get a bright, sunny-but-cold day β€” I do love those. But no one would call me a winter person.*

I heard a dear friend of mine talk on the topic of seasons just a couple of weeks ago and it so resonated that I thought I’d bring the topic into our Wednesday sidetrack. Just as our planet has seasons, our life is full of seasons. Some seasons are painful, cold, barren, grief-laden, invisible, a slog. Other seasons give us hope, we see change on the horizon, we know things are looking up. Then there are the seasons that feel easy, the sun is shining on us, life is good, life is full, life feels abundant. At the time, we just don’t want those seasons to end. There are also seasons that suggest that letting go might be around the corner. We have to let things die, fall to ground so to speak, we have to allow people to move on, we have to move on ourselves perhaps β€” changing direction or moving into something new. We all know it to the adage that we have to let go of one thing in order to grasp the next β€” and some seasons feel full of that. Unsettling, unnerving, exciting.

What season are you in?

What season would you like to be in?

It’s good to ask these questions, to stop and think about the season that we are in, to understand it, make peace with it, learn from it, even lean into it. The frustrating thing about this blog post is that I’m going to tell you something that I think you already know. We can’t grow, we can’t change, we can’t love deeply, and we can’t experience life fully without experiencing the different seasons of life. There are not many people in this world who would ask to go back to the most painful seasons of their life. I for one am not one of those people. I’ve had some painful seasons, and honestly, even the most joyful of seasons can be tinged with letting go and pain, because nothing in life is always hunky-dory. But, what I will admit is that I have been forever changed by the most difficult seasons of my life. There are things about me, there are roots within me, that would not be there had I not faced some pain and difficulty. And as much as I don’t like all the natural seasons in equal measure, I know that they have a role to play. If I want to see the beautiful blossom in spring, I must let the leaves fall to the ground in autumn, and I need to recognise that the tree needs a break, a barren time over winter. How odd would it be if we pretended that trees should have blossom all year round? But the blossom starts to be made in the winter before. It’s hidden but it is there.

So whatever season you find yourself in right now, look out the window and remind yourself of the wonderful natural seasons that we get to appreciate, and remind yourself that just as seasons change naturally, seasons will change for you personally. March is on the way.


Hannah x





* Having said all this, those of you that may have been around for a while will know that my lifelong obsession has been visiting Iceland β€” and that this Easter I *finally* plan to make it there with my family (third time lucky β€” Covid-19 has caused two cancellations β€” but not this time!) I guess cold Iceland is a bit different to cold UK. Am sure I will bore you with more of this in due course.

P.S. I’m starting a new Instagram live story feature – where I am going to pull questions from a hat (on anything) and give unprepared responses! Laura is going to manage this feature, so if you email laura@hellosidekick.co we will add your question to the hat!

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