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Mar 3

Spring Unfolding Slow and Sure

“March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” – Charles Dickens

“Within the grip of winter, it is almost impossible to imagine the spring. The gray perished landscape is shorn of color. Only bleakness meets the eye; everything seems severe and edged. Winter is the oldest season; it has some quality of the absolute. Yet beneath the surface of winter, the miracle of spring is already in preparation; the cold is relenting; seeds are wakening up. Colors are beginning to imagine how they will return. Then, imperceptibly, somewhere one bug opens and the symphony of renewal is no longer reversible. From the black heart of winter a miraculous, breathing plenitude of color emerges.

The beauty of nature insists on taking its time. Everything is prepared. Nothing is rushed. The rhythm of emergence is a gradual slow beat always inching its way forward; change remains faithful to itself until the new unfolds in the full confidence of true arrival. Because nothing is abrupt, the beginning of spring nearly always catches us unawares. It is there before we see it; and then we can look nowhere without seeing it.”― John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

Slow softening of ground
Seeds opening beneath
Snow turning to steady streams
Warm sun, crisp cool air lingers
Mud, earth opening up for business
Of bloom, renewal, awakening
Join the slow waltz into spring.
Attune. Open. Awake.

“Keep everything open and live from openness to openness.”― Francis Lucille, The Perfume of Silence

Mar 2

Fresh Heart, Filled with Hope

“As the seasons shift, remember that just as winter surrenders to spring, so too can your heart transform in time.”― An Marke

“We live in cycles. Cycles, how simple is that? It’s just like the tug and pull of the tides, the inhale and exhale of the wind, the ease of the trees letting loose their leaves, knowing full well they’ll regrow next spring.”― Kassandra Dick

Summer brisk then light shortens
Fall colors blaze in harvest abundance
Giving way to wintering, rest if we allow
The place where spring prepares, plans, plots
To burst and break out in brilliant color, fragrance, confetti
Seasons, cycles, rhythms
The poetry of ordinary days, thresholds to cross, and transformation unfolding.
Join the dance of bloom and fresh hope.

“As the seasons change, so do the rhythms of our lives; may we learn to flow with grace through every cycle.”― An Marke

Feb 22

Lighting Dim Places

“Our role in life is to bring the light of our own souls to the dim places around us.”— Sister Joan Chittister

“But grace tiptoed in, and I remembered that the meaning of the day is about as plain as it gets — we come from ashes and return to ashes, but when we stop our chaotic activity for awhile, and experience this, there is something that remains, deep and true, quiet and sweet.

Ashes can definitely be scary to confront, the dark night of the soul stuff that John the Divine writes about: we may fall into an abyss that we have been trying to outrun since we were little children. The American way is to trick out the abyss so it’s a little bit nicer. Maybe go to Ikea and get a more festive throw rug, right? But if you do what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always gotten, which may leave you empty and afraid. Spring is the offer of new life.” – Anne Lamott

Wintering, rest and slow.
On the road to spring.
Attune and awake for the whole journey.
New life unfolding quietly.
Spring never skips its turn.
Winter neither.
Threshold of transformation.
Seasons. Cycles. Rituals.
Beauty of enough.
Lighting dim places.

“Never let the quest for more distract you from the beauty of enough.”― Sahil Bloom, The 5 Types of Wealth

Feb 16

Hope and Shimmer

“And stay, my dear
stay…
forever, as my quiet song,
in my lilac dawn.”― Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

“Beginnings are fragile things. They’re made of gossamer threads of hope and shimmer with the faint light of potential grace. It’s in the human heart that we begin weaving our designs and dreams of experience yet to come. We live our entire lives within chrysalises. As soon as we emerge from one, life sculpts another around us. Within manifest reality, everything is in a constant state of becoming, even God.”― Dana Hutton, The Art of Becoming

Spring under construction
The dance between winter and spring
Winter very much in the lead
First to bloom
Lilac roots begin to rustle, awaken
Preparing beneath the slow softening of earth
Thresholds and in betweens, new beginnings
Time and timing
In the waiting, anticipation, hope, delight.

“Paying attention is the doorway from mind to spirit. Presence is the threshold. And mindfulness that leads to meditation is the room we seek to enter.”― Becky Vollmer, You Are Not Stuck

May 4

Golden Month, Moments Too

“Mornings in May, echoed with the call of cuckoos, sunlight glowed through fresh green canopies of trees.”― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Mornings in May,
echoed with the call of cuckoos,
sunlight glowed through fresh green canopies of trees.”― Meeta Ahluwalia

“At last came the golden month of the wild folk– honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.”― Samuel Scoville Jr., Wild Folk

To never grow tired of flowers abloom
In awe of blue skies abound
In gratitude for sunrises and sunsets and the in-betweens
Spring unfolding, slow, brilliant, dazzling
Outside and mostly within
To begin again, be made new
In all seasons, in each day, the gift of springs.

“But why should the daffodils and tulips
Get all the praise and blessings?
My rebirth goes unnoticed- I am worthy
Of smiles and dazzled cries of worship.”
― Lea Malot, Coffins & Rhinestones

May 3

Spring Work Begins

"In spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt." —Margaret Atwood

“In spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” —Margaret Atwood

“That is one good thing about this world…there are always sure to be more springs.”― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

Unapologetically walking in
Dirt embedded in her paws, face too
Hole expanded
Work done
Fun had
The dance of filling and un-filling the perennial hole begins
Spring delight
Lesson learned
Lighten up, put the world down, enjoy the journey
Go wear some spring today

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”― Rainer Maria Rilke

May 1

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Doorway to New World, Spring Threshold

“Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.” – John Muir

“No writing on the solitary, meditative dimensions of life can say anything that has not already been said better by the wind in the pine trees.” – Thomas Merton

April showers to May threshold to spring
Unfolding and unfurling
The world is greening, budding
Path to full bloom
Transition to transformation
On full display played
Do not miss the show
Get outside
Breath it in with all of your senses
Doorway to a new world, listening heaven
This day is your life
Participate, celebrate, cast light.

“Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.” – Rabindranath Tagore

Apr 26

Width of Spring

“And for all this, nature is never spent; / There lives the dearest freshness deep down things.”― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

“ELECTED Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorlèd ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.”
― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

May you feel the width of spring unfolding slowly
The lift of dappled skies ablaze
The gravity of grounding in this day
The depth of silence
To witness and partake in the symphony of peace.

“Nothing is so beautiful as Spring-
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
(From “Spring”)”― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

Apr 16

The Cusp of Spring

“…new life starts in the dark. Whether it is a seed in the ground, a baby in the womb, or Jesus in the tomb, it starts in the dark.”― Barbara Brown Taylor, Learning to Walk in the Dark

“To be human is to live by sunlight and moonlight, with anxiety and delight, admitting limits and transcending them, falling down and rising up.”― Barbara Brown Taylor, Learning to Walk in the Dark: Because Sometimes God Shows Up at Night

To beautiful imperfection
To joy in struggle
To falling, shaking it off and popping back up
To fresh air of spring with lingering winter breeze
To the dark where seeds wait, ruminate then break ground to seek and bask in light
To resistance then sweet surrender to change, growth, full bloom
Signs of life in unexpected places, thin spaces and wide-open fields
Rooted in winter, spring is springing, ready to bust at the seams.

“Time will explain” – Jane Austen

Apr 15

Transitions to Transformations, Spring Unfolding

“Healthy religion gives us a foundational sense of awe. It re-enchants an otherwise empty universe. It gives people a universal reverence toward all things. Only with such reverence do we find confidence and coherence. Only then does the world become a safe home. Then we can see the reflection of the divine image in the human, in the animal, in the entire natural world—which has now become inherently “supernatural.” That is the paradox, and all dualistic language will henceforth fail us.”― Richard Rohr OFM, The Wisdom Pattern: Order, Disorder, Reorder

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.”― George Eliot

Still dry and brown
But glimpses of what is to come
Buds, dots of green popping up
Growth surfacing
Proof of what is to come but not here yet
Pre-game of spring with winter cool still lingering in the air
Soft rain
Longer sun
Patches of color
Hallway between winter and spring
Lent and Easter
Before and after
Waiting, walking slowly to notice, signs of life
Closing in on the threshold to cross over
Transitions to transformations
Spring unfolding
Inviting us to do the same.

“Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.”— Rumi

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