The deep roots never doubt the spring will come

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Life is seasonal, and so are our characters. We have good days and bad days, sometimes bad months, or even years. We cross hills and mountains and embark in journeys we never thought we would take. We go in the deepest and darkest corners of our existence on this Earth, just to come back to surface…. even brighter and more beautiful than ever before. We get our souls sunburned from too much love and we get blisters on our hearts in the race of finding that “something“ to fulfill our lives. In whatever point you are, up in the sky or deep in the waters of depression, never forget: deep roots always know that spring will come.

Life is seasonal, and so are our characters. We have good days and bad days, sometimes bad months, or even years. We cross hills and mountains and embark in journeys we never thought we would take. We go in the deepest and darkest corners of our existence on this Earth, just to come back to surface…. even brighter and more beautiful than ever before. We get our souls sunburned from too much love and we get blisters on our hearts in the race of finding that “something“ to fulfill our lives. In whatever point you are, up in the sky or deep in the waters of depression, never forget: deep roots always know that spring will come.

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In the Romanian tradition, 1st of March is the beginning of the spring. Yes, for the rest of Europe, spring starts on 24 March, for Romanians starts earlier. We celebrate with red and white strings, with talismans and kind words. It is the time to flirt with life, to celebrate another season, yet another beginning.

The story from the schoolyard

I stopped for a second and went back in time, when I was a 7-years-old kid. On 1st of March that year I went to school and came back with 3 talismans (martisoare) from 3 different boys. Two specifically told me they would like to marry me and the third decided to take action and kissed me on the cheek. As the years passed, 1st of March remained for me the day I was asked twice to marry and kissed once, even if all three boys have now wives, children and bellies.

My milestone: 1 March and the blossom of the cherry trees

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Why did I tell this story? Because everyone needs, once in a while, a milestone to re-start celebrating life, flirt with it, make new commitments, keep the old ones, whatever. And this is mine

Every year on this day, when I hook the little red and white string of my jacket, I remember how lucky I am to see again everything turning back to life. I remember that soon I shall watch the blossom of the cherry trees and my favorite flower: the hyacinth. I take inspiration from what nature does with itself, how it recycles branches and flowers, how it transforms everything within days from grey and putrefied into green and alive.

The deep roots and their belief

I am roaming around now for several years, taking different directions, making old or new mistakes. I am in a constant lust, search, thirst for something more. I didn’t find my place yet, I didn’t calm down my yearning, maybe I never will, maybe there is no need.

But what is the most important from all this is to remember, as Martin Rubin said, that the “deep roots never doubt the spring will come”. And maybe I shall never see the light again, but the deep roots are strong and will fight until the last ray of light, against all the odds in order to get back to life. And wait until the blossom….

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