I love the month of March – and not just because it’s my birth month. I love it because it so often is that tipping point month when the balance finally begins to shift winter to spring. I watch daily for each hint of green poking up from the muddy earth and I’ve already begun to notice that buds on the trees are beginning to swell. And most importantly I celebrate with each noticing. And with each moment of celebration my spirit rejoices and I feel lighter. Yes, if you have not guessed I am not a winter person!
I discovered this poem by e.e. cummings in high school and it has described my love of this month of balance ever since.
I invite you to join me this month in looking for spring, to watch the shift in balance as the season changes.
And celebrate it!
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s
when the world is puddle-wonderful
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and