Goodbye Winter…Hello Spring…

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Dream Me Up…Buttercup…

Bertha…and I are so excited to be a part of the…Goodbye Winter…Hello Spring Blog Hop…and we thank you for visiting our blog…be sure to enter to win a copy of…Becoming Bertha…and participate in the Rafflecopter for a chance to win a $70 Amazon or B&N gift certificate…and of course you’ll want to visit the other blogs for more chances to win…links are at the end of the post.

In keeping with the theme of the blog hop…Bertha…asked me…what is my sign that Spring has sprung…

ButtercupsFor me…Spring officially arrives when the…buttercups…bloom…now…most people call them…daffodils…but for some reason…in my little corner of the world…we’ve always called them…buttercups…and…since I’m an old dog…I don’t intend to call them anything else…besides…they were my Granny’s favorite flower…and it just wouldn’t seem fair to her memory to correct their name now…

Anyway…what I love about buttercups…is that they bloom while it is still winter…sometimes early enough that Punxsutawney Phil picks a bouquet while he looking for his shadow…they are like a personal promise to me…that Spring is really coming…

Frosty ButtercupsThe funny thing is…once the buttercups bloom…we can usually count on a snow…often the only one of the season…this year was no exception…as buttercups all over the county found themselves peeking out of ten inches of the white fluffy stuff…followed by a few days of icing…

Luckily…buttercups are very resilient and generally…take a snowing and keep on growing…looking just as lovely after the snow and ice as before…

Now…Bertha…says that buttercups remind her of life dreams…

Bertha…says that like with buttercups…we plant the bulbs for our dreams…and sometimes…they start to show up…before we expect them…and then… something comes along…like a big snow…and they are totally obscured from our vision…but…instead of being patient and waiting for the inevitable thaw…we think all is lost…and move on…never going back to pick the lovely bouquet that is just waiting for us…

Hmmm…from now on…when I visualize my dreams…I think I’ll see them surrounded by a field of buttercups…it couldn’t hurt…

Jane…

Becoming BerthaNow…for a chance to win a Kindle copy of…Becoming Bertha…all you have to do is leave a comment…telling us what is your first sign that Spring is arriving in your world. You have until 6:00 pm CST… March 24, 2015…then all entries will be entered into Random.org and the winner will be posted and notified by email.

 

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Riding the Turnip Truck…

Jane CarrollDon’t be afraid to let go! ~Bertha

Bertha…whisper-shouts in my ear this morning…it’s okay…it’s safe…let it go…and even though I know it is pointless…I cling to my issue like a toddler with a worn-torn blankie…

What are you afraid of…wisps through the air…

Without thinking…the answer forms…I’m afraid that if I let it go…I will do it again

And…that’s it…in some misguided way…I have felt that holding on to the unholy trinity…pain, shame, guilt…would make me safe…because…as long as I felt and experienced them as if they were…in the moment…I wouldn’t let the experience back in…

I know…it sounds very convoluted…and…it is…

Of course…Bertha…was only too happy to point that out…she said…that rather than keeping me safe…it kept me stuck…stuck in a past that no longer served me…a past that I would more than likely never repeat…unless I keep reminding myself of it every day…keeping it fresh on my mind…attracting more of the same…over…and…over…

However…if I let go…she says…my TRUTH…will create my future…and…my truth is that I have learned from the experience…I have grown…I’m back on the turnip truck…riding high…and most likely to stay there…

What can I say…that’s quite a relief…so…I guess it’s like riding a horse…or a bicycle…when you fall off the turnip truck…you gotta climb back on…and enjoy the ride…I may even drive this time…who knows…

Jane…

Coaching with Jane Carroll and BerthaHave you ever wished Bertha would whisper-shout in your ear? Well…be careful what you wish for…because…that can be arranged. Contact…Jane Carroll Coaching with Bertha…for more details…

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