Greetings from my favorite time of spring.

We’re past the crazy-making early spring — the ratchety time of coming out of hibernation into the thaw of the season, a transition that can feel disconcerting. And here we stand in a season filled with many kindnesses from Mother Nature, to revive us after a long winter’s sleep.

We have each of us been doing good hard work in the quiet season of winter. We have taken to our hibernation in whatever ways we do. We have had the strength and fortitude to bear another season of cold and grey. We have traversed the season of our shadow and here we are at the gateway to Mother Earth’s fresh start.

She has been busy dreaming all winter and is now marching ahead in her yearly cycle of blossoming and fruition. She calls us forward with her.

This is a big time of movement, change, and forging ahead. Change can feel disconcerting. And yet, there is order to the madness, if we tune in.

“I Happened To Be Standing” by Mary Oliver

I don’t know where prayers go,
or what they do.
Do cats pray, while they sleep
half-asleep in the sun?
Does the opossum pray as it
crosses the street?
The sunflowers? The old black oak
growing older every year?