We’ve been walking the same path almost daily.
It’s almost a ritual for my husband and I. Walk the city park that follows a mountain stream, close enough yet feels miles away in the mountains. This time of year, it’s especially breathtaking. The wildflowers are putting on a show. Brilliant, almost aggressive color against the background. You can’t not look.
We are over a month into the show. I’ve been watching what happens after they bloom.
A few days. Maybe a week or two. Then they’re done. The color pulls back. The blooms drop. What’s left is just stem and leaf. Still alive, still growing, still doing whatever wildflowers do when no one’s paying attention. Just not stunning anymore.
And I found myself thinking: If that were a human, we treat that like a failure. The flower equivalent of burning out.
It isn’t, though. The retreat is the whole point.
What we notice is the bloom. What makes the bloom possible is everything that happens in the quiet season. The ordinary, unhurried work of just being alive. Rooting. Storing. Preparing for the next time.
We Are Not That Different
There are seasons when you’re the wildflower in full color. You show up fully for the people you love, nail the presentation, say the true thing out loud and everyone leans in. The trip that exceeded every expectation. The conversation that went somewhere real. The project that actually came together. You get noticed, or you simply feel it yourself, that quiet knowing of being fully alive in your own life. It feels good. It should.
And then it passes. The trip ends. The conversation closes. The moment moves on. You slip into the between season.
Our culture has very little patience for that. The message is that if you’re not visible, you’re falling behind. That busy equals worthy. That the goal is to stay in bloom.
But that’s not how any of this works.
The Root Season
The wildflower doesn’t apologize for dropping its bloom. It doesn’t hustle its way back to color ahead of schedule. It just does the next right thing for the season it’s in. And trusts that the blooming will come back around.
What looks like stillness from the outside is actually the root season doing its work. The part that doesn’t photograph well. The part nobody posts about. Resting. Connecting. Integrating. Quietly becoming ready for what’s next.
I’ve had bloom seasons. Building a business, launching things, being in demand. Friendships that felt effortless. Seasons where everything hummed and I knew exactly where I belonged.
I’ve also had the between seasons. The years of grinding without much to show for it. The cross-country move that landed us somewhere beautiful and unfamiliar, where we knew almost no one. The seasons where connection felt like something I had to rebuild from scratch.
Quieter. Slower. Less certain.
For a long time, I confused those seasons with stagnation. I thought something was wrong.
Nothing was wrong. I was just between flowers. In the root season. Right where I needed to be.
The invitation isn’t to manufacture a bloom you’re not ready for. It’s to do the quiet season well. To live it without apology, without the constant pressure to perform your way back into someone’s field of vision.
Shine when it’s time to shine. Root when it’s time to root. Rest when it’s time to rest.
Go quiet when it’s time to go quiet.
Right Where You Need to Be
All of it is the cycle. None of it is wasted. Not the bloom, not the quiet, not the slow unglamorous work of becoming ready again.
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