Spring forth into loving creation

It comes every year. Predictable. Foreseen. Dependable.

But even in its arrival, there is so much that cannot be taken for granted.

It can come clothed in a white, wooly blanket of snow covering the earth, or as the case here in Calgary this year, it can arrive without fanfare, exposing brown earth and naked trees with the warmth of its arrival.

Today is the first day of spring and no matter what kind of weather blows it in, spring is always welcome.

In its arrival, the promise of April showers and tulips peaking up out of the earth shimmer on the near horizon. In its promise, new life lurks, waiting to push up from beneath fallow fields and the return of robins and geese on the wing.

Today also brings with it a total solar eclipse. A time, according to Pam Younghans at North Point Astrology, for “choosing new options and releasing the old. It is a time for breakthroughs and insights, when we can ride the energies of change into a new future.”

There is something powerful and unnerving about spring. Every year it arrives and every year I feel antsy, unsettled, unfocused.

In years past, I would want to quit my job, sell off all my belongings to take off and travel the world. I would feel a yearning to let go of all that was known and stable in my life to make room for unsettled and unknown possibilities.

I’ve come to recognize that just because spring is pushing at me with its relentless cries to jettison my life and find another, that isn’t what my heart calls me to do.

My heart calls me to settle into myself, to ground myself in the roots of possibility growing up out of the fertile dreams of winter’s slumber.

My heart calls me to breathe deeply into all that I know and am giving birth to through my words, art, doing and being in the world to create all that I want to be and know in the world.

Liz at Be. Love. Live. reminded me today that this is also the day to ‘set my intentions’. In her reminder, I lovingly move into gratitude for all that is apparent in my life today and all that is possible because of my life today.

This is a time to allow dreams to push up from deep within my soul and to clearly state my intent of allowing for magic, mystery and mystical happenings to unfold within and around me.

Catching my breath, pausing for a moment to give thanks and to listen to my heart, I set my intention. I will create a world where peace, love, joy and harmony abound. I will be my loving best and inspire loving kindness all around.

And while the path may not be clear, my intent is true to my heart. And from that heartspace I know, all is possible when I let go of wintery doubts and spring forth into loving creation of the more I want to be and have in the world.

Namaste.

 

22 thoughts on “Spring forth into loving creation

  1. LG,

    Free to sail on the breeze .. like that dandelion seed.

    Rooted to a place .. like that dandelion seed.

    You, me, everyone – we can be both, anytime we want. If our fantasy. In our reality. Or both.

    I like both. Here and …. somewhere else.

    Life is not either or.

    It can be both.

    Or more.

    Or something else altogether.

    Happy spring!

    Mark

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  2. ‘Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows, lies the seed that with the sun’s love, in the spring becomes the rose’ (Amanda McBroom). And like the rose, the seeds fair best in solid ground.
    I love your enthusiasm for your northern spring.

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  3. This post is full of such lovely writing, Louise. I just felt the words flowing over me, and I could most definitely relate to you angst and restlessness that spring pushes toward you. However, I have never thought of it as spring giving me that push, that inspiration, and then settling into my heart. This is something I want to ponder. Thank you… Happy Saturday! xoxo (and thank you so much for the pingback! I am humbled).

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  4. I think no matter the season Louise you would be grateful. i am grateful for the Autumn and looking forward to the warm crackle of the fire. Although my husband is not looking forward to chopping the wood.

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