The seasons no longer felt separate.They flowed into one another now, like chapters of a book that no longer needed dramatic endings.Spring became summer.Summer became autumn.Autumn became winter.And through all of it, life continued doing what it had always done.Growing.I sat beneath the old oak tree near the edge of the property, a place that had become my favorite over the years.Not because it was beautiful.Though it was.But because it was steady.The tree had weathered storms, droughts, harsh winters, and brilliant summers.It never rushed.It never compared itself to anything around it.It simply grew.There was wisdom in that.A group of Fellowship graduates had arrived for the weekend.Not for training.Not for mentorship.For conversation.They no longer needed instruction.They needed perspective.One of them sat beside me beneath the oak tree.She was young, successful, and exhausted.I recognized the look immediately.“I’m afraid if I slow down, everything will fa
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