I am sharing this picture I took this week because Spring gifts us with the loveliest of sunrises. The sky burned with color as I drove into work, an unmissable display of reds, oranges, and golds stretching across the horizon. Spring is arriving, and with it, the early morning sunrises seem more vibrant, more alive. I felt compelled to capture the moment, knowing full well that my phone’s camera could never do justice to the depth of color I saw with my own eyes.
The clouds swirled like brushstrokes on a canvas, their fiery streaks both wild and intentional. There was something in their movement—an energy both grounding and electrifying. Standing there in the parking lot, in the crisp morning air, I could feel it: a shift, a quiet transformation unfolding, the whispering of new beginnings. Whether it’s the changing of a season, the stirring of a long-lost dream, or the courage to finally take the next step, the message was clear – change is here. Be it a season, a mindset, or a long-awaited dream finally taking shape.
Winter has a way of settling into our bones, its weight slow and quiet. A feeling of isolation due the long stretch of night and darkness. But then, just like that, the light returns. It starts subtly—the days stretch a little longer, the mornings feel a little softer, and hope, once dormant, begins to stir. There’s something about this time of year that feels like a reset, an invitation to step forward, even if we’re unsure of the path ahead. The heaviness of winter lifts, making space for something new.
It’s as if the universe itself is whispering a promise: A new season is here, and with it, a fresh start to boldly step forward into what could be. I feel that for many, there is a shifting that is coming, a time of letting go. Time to start a new beginning no matter how daunting it is to take the first step. It is a chance to shake off the weight of winter and step into the possibilities of a fresh season.
I feel that shift deeply. At almost 50, I’m starting over. It’s daunting, uncertain, and yet—filled with possibility. I am remembering my dreams, allowing myself to believe in something bigger, something bold. The journey isn’t easy, and no two paths look the same, but one thing is certain: the light always comes after the dark.
Maybe you need to hear that today. Maybe this is your sign to step into something new, to let go of what no longer serves you. You are not alone. The days are growing longer, the world is waking up, and so are you. Tomorrow, take a moment to look at the sunrise. Let it remind you that no matter how long the winter, the light always returns. The season ahead is yours to embrace. New beginnings are shaping. Can you feel it? Hope is not lost, it may be deferred, but it springs eternal.
Vian Wheatley 