Listening for the Quiet Call of Change

Dear Friend,

Where I live, I’m lucky enough to witness the magic of the seasons changing in all their fullness. Right now, we’re in the middle of Autumn.

The oak trees, once lush and heavy with green leaves, are turning rich shades of gold and umber, slowly shedding their leaves.

The crabapple tree, where the kangaroos have eaten the apples and nibbled the leaves, now stands bare and quiet.

Shoots of green grass are pushing through the earth after the dry summer — a small but powerful promise of renewal.

The Autumn sunrises feel crisp, quiet, reflective, and gentle — like the world is waking more slowly. The sunsets feel nostalgic, melancholic, sometimes bittersweet — carrying a sense of closure, transition, and coziness, so different from the bright liveliness of summer.

No matter the season, nature always invites me to look within and ask: What season am I in right now, in my life?

Just like the natural world, we move through our own cycles and seasons too.

• Autumn is about shedding and letting go, embracing transition.

• Winter is about rest, hibernation, and slow, quiet regeneration.

• Spring brings new life, fresh possibilities, and the planting of seeds.

• Summer is the season of outward growth, vibrancy, and flourishing.

Sometimes, we can even find ourselves living through more than one season at once.

At this moment, I’m in a season of letting go — making space for something new to grow.

So, what am I letting go of?

I’m releasing an old way of being.

For years, I was deeply rooted in a season of nesting, finding my feet in motherhood. Now, I feel a shift. I feel confident enough to move into a new adventure. Not that the adventure of motherhood ever really ends — just when you think you’ve got the hang of something, your children grow, change, and you’re learning all over again. It’s always new.

It's that I’m ready to step back into the world in a new way — to explore skills that maybe dormant and rediscover interests beyond motherhood and homeschooling.

After 13 years of gently keeping the wider world at bay, I’m venturing into a whole new field of work, eager to expand and see where this path leads.

I needed that time — a decade of hibernation to find myself, to heal, to reconnect with my spirit, to understand what truly matters to me. To learn to be the kind of mother I always wanted growing up, to get to know my children in a way only a mother can, intimately and deeply.

It was never wasted. It was a necessary season of slowing down, rooting deep, and growing strong from within.

Now, a new season is calling.

It’s a quiet pull — not loud or demanding, but insistent in its own way.

Answering it means I have to be willing to let go of an old identity, to loosen my grip on the person I’ve known myself to be for so long. It asks me to open my heart to the unknown, in order to invite the new version of me to bloom when the time is right.

I won’t lie — it’s scary. There’s fear here, sitting right alongside the excitement. I don’t have a map or a clear destination. I just have a feeling, a knowing, that it’s time to move forward. To trust the call even when I don’t know where it’s leading.

Maybe that’s what all new seasons ask of us — to trust the unseen path ahead, even when it’s foggy and clouded.

I wonder… what season is calling you right now?

With love from A Little Life in Bloom,
Gwen x

Last updated March 2025