We often think of summer as friendly and lush. Everything’s growing; the early stages of cultivation are accomplished. In fact, I think of summer as an over-the-top, out-of-control time. Just look at a field of wildflowers—they express so well the exuberance of nature, the outlandish qualities of fruitfulness. Summer is a lavish, wasteful time.
And because it is so lavish, summer requires a lot of work, just to stay ahead of everything. For many women, the summer season of life is busy beyond comprehension. She is growing a family, building a career, involved in multiple lives all the time. On the career track she is likely taking on more responsibility, collecting more tasks.
In the summer season, perhaps you get to listen to your son sing or watch your daughter win the science fair. Seeds you planted and tended long ago are now sprouting and doing what they will.
In the summer season, perhaps you are navigating whole new stages of relationships—those with your parents, your spouse, your coworkers. Some alliances fade while others emerge. Systems are breaking down and requiring you to solve problems and get creative. Even though the spring requires the creativity of reproduction, of birthing, summer asks you to go creative in your own right, to break through boundaries, find new countries, compose whole new architectures of thought.
- How have you experienced the summer of your life?
- What three words would you use to describe the season of summer?