It’s 12:15 am here and I’m reminded that I still have so much time. The night will end, but a new day awaits, a new season I cannot foresee no matter how much I try.
I’m just a young guy, still figuring shit out. There are days when I feel unstoppable and others when I’m barely holding it together. But each day feels like part of a changing season. Right now, it feels like a season of recovery.
Life wasn’t kind to me a few months ago. No matter what I did, I always felt like I was letting someone down. Every action came with a sacrifice because my own needs were consuming all my time. And despite all the compromises, I didn’t get what I wanted. The defeat left me spiralling, and I wondered — what did I lose all that time for? I gave up so much and received nothing in return. That’s when my stormy season began, a time when the rain never seemed to stop falling.
But that season has passed now. Just like the weather changes, I’m ready to begin a new chapter — one where I can live slowly and appreciate things fully.
We live in a world that goes through seasonal changes. So why do we expect our lives to be the same throughout the entire year? Aren’t humans seasonal beings too?
We all experience cycles of success, failure, hibernation, and recovery. No one stays in one phase forever. Eventually, everyone gets that wake-up call, that push to transition into the next season. None of these phases is better than the other because each one has its time and purpose.
You can’t truly appreciate spring without enduring the winter. You can’t savour the rain without first feeling the heat of the scorching summer sun. Everything has its own time and place. When your time comes, the season will change. Forcing it to come sooner will only rob you of the growth that comes from enduring life’s extremes.
When a tree grows, its roots spread deeper and wider into the earth. But it’s not the rich soil that promotes the most growth. It’s the times of scarcity that push the tree into survival mode, forcing its roots to stretch further in search of water. The tree also sheds unnecessary branches, allowing more sunlight to reach its core. It may seem like a desperate attempt to survive, but in shedding what’s no longer needed, the tree makes room for future growth and greater strength. Life’s challenges are much the same — pushing us to the edge, yet allowing us to grow deeper roots, preparing us for the bounty that awaits.
What you do at your lowest points shapes how ready you’ll be for the best ones.
So be kind to yourself. No amount of planning or control will stop the winds from changing. And maybe that’s the point. We try so hard to script our lives, but life isn’t one constant season. We’re meant to evolve and grow through each one, even if some leave us bruised and battered.
Just because the leaves are falling doesn’t mean the tree is dying. Perhaps, we’re on the brink of a beautiful spring. So don’t stop spreading and reaching. Whatever you’re going through is just one season in your life, and like all seasons, this too shall pass.
The recovery phase I’m in now is a time to heal the parts of me that were damaged and nurture the parts that are growing. Just like the tree sheds its branches to make space for new growth, I’m learning to let go of the things that weigh me down.
I spent so long focused on what I didn’t achieve, on what went wrong, that I almost missed what was happening beneath the surface. The roots I’ve been growing through the stormy season have prepared me for something better. I’m no longer rushing myself. I want to feel the stillness, the quiet moments between the chaos, because I know they’re laying the foundation for what comes next.
What’s next? I don’t know, and that’s okay. Maybe that’s what I needed to understand all along — that it’s okay for things not to go as planned. It’s okay to adapt and overcome. Like the tree, I’m still growing, still reaching for more, still becoming.
The night may be long, but dawn will come. And when it does, I’ll be ready — not because I forced it, but because I allowed myself to go through the seasons, trusting that each phase is leading me to something better.
Hi. This is Harsh, the author of this blog.
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