What better time for a slow deep breath than now? The equinox is a time of balance, and Spring heralds a time of transformation. Both are qualities we could use some help amplifying in this moment, don’t you agree?
Spring has always been my favorite season. It feels filled with possibility and expansiveness and cheery optimism. And yet our current global situation requires we put some effort in co-creating our own personal balance so we can contribute to helping infuse the collective with more stabilized energy. There is so much this time has to offer us in re-evaluating our structures, our processes, our commitments, our understandings, our ability to finally see how interconnected everything is and how important love is. This is a profound moment in human history.
Still, our beautiful Gaia and nature continues on, and we must remember and celebrate that. I find it impossible not to delight watching the first of the flowers begin poking their leaves out from the ground. It seems like such an unlikely miracle when you think about it. And then there are the lovely antics of birds searching for mates and thinking of building Springtime nests. Did you know that one of the obscure definitions of valentine is birds singing to one another? It’s too soon for trees to be budding here yet, but that only-in-Spring green of newly hatching leaves is such an incredible color. I fall in love with it again every single year. I’m patiently waiting for it to show up, even as I delight in hearing some new seasonal bird calls early in the morning.
I have no doubt that this year especially we’re all feeling in need of renewal. Even as we experience the wobbliness adjusting to how things are shifting and figure out what needs to happen next, I hold hope we make room in our hearts for the Spring Rumi described so perfectly:
“Lord, the air smells good today,
straight from the mysteries
within the inner courts of God.
A grace like new clothes thrown
across the garden, free medicine for everybody.
The trees in their prayer, the birds in praise,
the first blue violets kneeling.
Whatever came from Being is caught up in being,
drunkenly forgetting the way back.”
That’s certainly how I want to embrace this season. May we push ourselves with fierce diligence from the soil and continue reaching for the light. And may we each show up as a flower that brings some grace and beauty into this world. That’s my wish for all of us.