Spring Equinox – when the day and night are of equal length – is tomorrow for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere.
With a new storm coming in and the lights flickering threatening to take me off line and detain me from posting this, it doesn’t much feel like Spring. Then again, Spring can be expected to be every bit as active as Winter, in its own way. Whereas stormy Winter is a time of hibernation and going inward, Spring is a time of emergence and new life. So, maybe I can think of this latest storm, after a week of truly magnificent weather, as a new foal kicking up its heels for the first time; everything and everyone feeling their oats. (Oh gosh, now I’m hearing Marvin Gaye singing “Let’s get it on.”) And I digress…I know, just when you thought it was going to get interesting!
This Spring Equinox, I invite you to explore, describe or express the landscape you will cultivate as the days grow longer and the Winter fights to be remembered but will, as it must, give way to Spring. Write it, paint it, dance it, sing it, drum it. Allow Spring to introduce itself anew to you in dreams and meditations. However it feels right for you, let it flow out of you from your deepest connection to what matters most for you.
Then take another look and see what, in metaphor and symbolic, soulful dreamscape, you are creating for the landscape or the field known as you.
(A note for those of you in the Southern Hemisphere: Fall is a time of harvesting the fruits of our labor and letting go. The first storms will rip the leaves right off of the trees and the first frosts promote deadlines for harvest. What is the landscape you will create for Autumn?)
Back to Spring. I’ll go first….
The landscape of my Spring
I want to work with the natural wild landscape that is already here.
Put some benches in the best sitting spots for all kinds of moods.
Some memorable moments will come for me on those benches and often, they will be shared with others.
I will cultivate invitations to birds, butterflies, wildlife and fairies.
I want to prune the fruit trees to give them the best chance to produce new fruit on last year’s wood.
I want to clear open space for Medicine Wheel work, meditation and ceremony.
I will nourish the energies of play and love.
I will grow flowers with color and express delight at every mushroom that pops up under the pine needles.
I know that each corner of the landscape has its own gift to offer. Beauty is not always pretty.
If it doesn’t rain enough I will water the land.
If there is too much sun, I will provide shade.
In all instances, I will honor this landscape and if something wants to go, I will not argue; will not hold on.
I will gather the fallen twigs and branches and burn them.
I will till a specifically designated bed for growing organic vegetables and herbs and will compost the remains of what I have consumed to nourish what is just now growing.
I will wander and I will be still.
I will listen
And you, dear reader, what is the landscape of your Spring?
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