Spring. Even the name of it is coiled with potent energy. I am enjoying what feels like an early spring. So many plants have put on blooms, and green leaves are unfurling. Seeds are sprouting with new life. Long-held wishes for a full and meaningful life are sitting in pods about to break into green growth. I wait and watch in joy and anticipation. What adventures am I preparing for? What fun is there to be had? I feel quietly grateful for this springtime of potential.
"East Wind, all that you are--
Help us to find the dreams and tasks that are ours for the coming year.
And to balance ourselves carefully between focus and flexibility.
Show us how to move your unbridled creative energy through our hearts and bodies.
Keep us steeped in our wildness for at least this one season
So that our dreams are not domesticated or restrained."
--Susan Chernak McElroy
