“We are in the habit of imagining our lives to be linear, a long march from birth to death in which we mass our powers, only to surrender them again, all the while slowly losing our youthful beauty. This is a brutal untruth.
“Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and seasons when the leaves fall from us, revealing our bare bones. Given time, they grow again.”Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times, (via BrainPickings)
Sometimes ideas are fresh and growing. At other times, hibernating and resting. Creativity is seasonal, and tidal. Relax into its rhythms and ride the waves.