I realise what we are striving for is that feeling we have of heart connection we get with family, children, pets/animals, a real tugging at the heart, this is not an emotional sense it is what we should feel for ALL -- the pervesre part is the more one strives for this the more *opportunites* arise to give us a chance at being this way
Springtime
Spring comes when the earth, coaxed by lengthening days and warmer temperatures,begins to awaken from her winter slumber. She stretches open to receive the rain
that gives drink to flower buds and seedlings. She takes a deep breath, and on her
exhale the leaves on trees unfurl like tiny flags heralding her revival as baby
animals tumble forth, trumpeting the good news to all who will listen. Rebirth and
repopulation fill the void of winter with flurry and fury as what appeared to be
gone forever comes into being once again. Even though it happens this way every
year, we stand in awe, our insides trembling sweetly like the legs of a new foal as
we too are reborn.
This is when we fall in love, again, speak without thinking, say yes to things we
would normally refuse. It becomes more difficult to say no when the whole world
around us appears to be an astounding affirmation of the resilience, richness, and
plain, perfect beauty of life. We may find ourselves feeling several years younger
and 10 pounds lighter without changing a thing. We may feel the urge to cleanse our
bodies with a new pattern of eating, clearing our kitchens of cold-weather comfort
foods and filling them instead with lighter fare and fresh fruits and vegetables. We
may clear our closets of old clothes or cut our hair to express a new facet of who
we are, and who we might become.
Springtime inspires us to believe that, along with the earth, we too might change,
release the past, and give birth to new ideas, new relationships, and new
perspectives. In honor of spring, we could make a list of the many possibilities we
envision for the future and bury it in the earth, surrendering the fertile seeds of
our imaginations to the nurturing soil. In tune with the season, we can then watch
in wonder as the last of the snow dissolves into the rich brown earth, and stark
winter gives way to green possibility.
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