Springing Into Spring: What Survivors Are Hoping to Grow in the Healing Season
Spring doesn’t knock politely—it bursts through winter’s silence.
It climbs from the frozen ground, uncurling in petals and possibilities.
It dares us to believe in beginnings again.
And for survivors—those who have endured pain behind closed doors,
who have screamed in silence,
who have weathered storms that no season can compare to—
spring is not just a shift in temperature. It is a sacred metaphor.
🌱 A Season of Resurrection
Spring reminds us that what looks dead may only be resting.
That healing sometimes happens underground,
in darkness,
in unseen roots
before it breaks into bloom.
Survivors know this intimately.
We’ve had to do the deep work of healing in quiet.
Of holding ourselves together when no one saw the battle.
And now—when the season shifts—we are asked to rise, too.
But this time, we rise not for anyone else’s comfort.
Not to smile for the world or pretend we’re okay.
We rise for ourselves.
For our voices.
For our futures.
For the version of us that never gave up.
🌼 What We Are Hoping to Accomplish
This spring, survivors everywhere are planting different kinds of seeds.
Not all look the same—but all matter deeply.
Some are planting:
Boundaries—learning to say “no” without guilt
Courage—to speak our stories, even if our voices shake
Stillness—to rest without shame, knowing we’ve earned peace
Strength—to face legal systems, families, or fears that once caged us
Joy—the radical kind that says “I deserve to feel light again”
And some are simply planting hope—because hope is enough to grow a new life.
🌸 What Spring Reminds Us Of
Spring reminds us that:
Even the most brutal winters end.
Dormancy is not death—it’s preparation.
Beauty is not found in perfection—it’s in persistence.
Every survivor is already a miracle in bloom.
When we see daffodils fighting through frost or cherry blossoms opening after storms, we remember:
We too are allowed to take up space.
We too are allowed to bloom.
🌷 How Spring Empowers Each Survivor
Spring doesn't ask you to bloom all at once.
It whispers: "Just begin."
It gives you permission to:
Emerge gently from survival mode
Begin again after relapse, heartbreak, or court battles
Reconnect with your body and your breath
Believe that the worst thing that happened to you is not the end of your story
Spring empowers us by mirroring the resilience we’ve had all along.
You’ve already survived the winter.
Now you’re being called—not to be perfect—but to be present.
🌞 A Bold Reminder to Every Survivor Reading This:
You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are becoming.
Let this season be one of gentle boldness.
Let it be a time where you finally realize—
you do not need permission to bloom.
You already are.
With love and truth,
Samantha
Founder of Stillness Meets Strength
Author of Homeless, Not Defeated | Host of Silent Screams, Loud Strength