Happy vernal equinox to you, dear friends. I hope you are finding your own balance. I find myself divided between coasts, letting go of the crutch of daily life with Belly, facing the end of 15 years of annually eating soup with likeminded souls, and seeking balance smack dab in the middle of the country.
I checked into the latest version of Caroline Casey's Visionary Activist show for her always inspiring messages. I haven't finished yet, but maybe you'll listen along with me and enjoy. I like what she says about the I Ching for right now...Redemptive reverent ingenuity... See through the situation in a new way and gather energy for a decisive new move...Leave the lonely world, dwelling on the past won't help at all.
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On that note I give you a glimpse of the equinox gift...new spring hats. Soft organic cotton, chosen by their wearers. Worn for the first time on a warm spring family hike. Where we even learned to tap maple trees. 40 gallons of sap to a gallon of syrup...that's why they build sugar shacks. The boiling process coats walls, ceilings a sticky sweetness. But I'm not ruling out that maple in our backyard.
Ahhh...to walk on the earth without treacherous ice under our feet. To touch soft green moss. The miracles of spring!
I feel sad that Belly didn't quite make it to putting her paws on the bare ground after such a winter of stumbling on the ice, confined to the cleared spaces. But amid the sadness, there is much to celebrate...our long years together, deep connections, the here and now.