Spring is a time of change. March is in like a lion and out like a lamb and April, as TS Eliot says, “is the cruelest month” – not yet summer, but not winter either. It’s an in-between time of the year when we’re never really sure what the months will bring us weather wise, therefore our days and actions are often pre-determined by our fear of not knowing and trying to plan for the almost unplannable. We stutter through or pause our plans when our minds interrupt our flow with a “what if?”.

“I’d like to proceed but what if I’m wrong?”