Something shifts for me in March. The days are finally longer, the flowers are starting to bloom, and I can feel spring arriving in my body - this fizzing, restless energy that wasn’t there a few weeks ago.
And my instinct is to do something with it. Start a new project. Commit to a daily workout. Reorganise the house. The season feels like permission to go all in.
But I’ve learned - slowly, and by getting it wrong more than once - that if I go in too hard too fast, that spring energy tips into overwhelm. Suddenly I’m doing the thing I always do when anxiety is quietly bubbling under the surface: asking everyone around me if they’re okay. Are you sure you’re okay? Just checking. Reading too much into a look, a tone of voice. That particular kind of hyperawareness is my giveaway. It means I’ve gone a little too close to the edge.
For some of you, it’s the opposite. The world is waking up and you’re still slow, still quiet, wondering why the season isn’t landing the way it seems to for everyone else. That particular gap - between how spring says you should feel and how you actually feel - holds its own kind of weight.
The line between excitement and anxiety can be so thin. And the pressure to bloom is real, whichever side of it you’re on.
So here’s your small step this week, whatever the season is telling you: just notice where you actually are. Not where spring thinks you should be. Just where you are right now.
That’s enough for today.
Until next time,
Louise and Mark x
PS How does spring show up for you? Leave a comment and let us know.
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