Spring, Our Time to Emerge as Beautiful Butterflies

Spring is a time of rebirth and renewal. I was profoundly moved this week as I watched a butterfly emerge from her chrysalis and I thought of myself and all of you who are emerging into a new life as beautiful butterflies.The photo that I took is on the left.

I apologize for not writing any posts in a while. Spring has sprung here in Missouri and, with lots of flower beds and landscaped terraces screaming for my attention I have been up to my elbows in planting, weeding and outdoor clean up. And, this weekend my son and his family are in from out of town, so grandma will be busy cooking and soaking up lots of love.

I have also been very busy working the bugs out of some new audio/visual production software (I love Adobe) to provide podcasts and interviews for this site. I have lined up a few people for interviews who are important in the realm of Sexual Addiction and in the treatment and therapy of Sex Addicts, and more importantly, in the counseling of partners and spouses of Sex Addicts. I think their opinions and the new and exciting research will add much to this site. So, be on the look out for those announcements. If you have suggestions for authors or researchers that you would like to have me interview, just let me know and I’ll contact them.

I hope all of you are well, don’t be afraid to post a comment on any subject that is on your mind. You are not limited to discussing only what I have written.

Love to all.

Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come. ~ Rober H. Schuller

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  1. You made me think of the first verse of a hymn by Natalie Sleeth

    In the bulb there is a flower,
    In the seed, an apple tree,
    In cocoons, a hidden harvest,
    butterflies will soon be free.
    In the cold and snow of winter,
    there’s a dream that waits to be,
    unrevealed until its season,
    something God alone can see.

    It’s hard to keep believing that there will be new life after all that dies within us when we find out we are living with a sex addict. But there is new life again. Not the same life. Or the one we thought we had. But a good life. That’s what spring tells us.

    In your mind, you can change the “God alone” in the last line of the hymn verse to “faith alone”, “trust alone” “Mother earth” or whatever works for you.