The sun shines today bright and cold,
rising due East as it should,
first deep orange and quickly paling to yellow and light
as it shoots up over the horizon into its daily arc across the sky.
as it shoots up over the horizon into its daily arc across the sky.
We are in a world of uncertainty as we seek calm
sheltered in place.
sheltered in place.
We are fortunate here, though we know others are not so.
How to circle the wagons for personal survival and also extend outward for survival of the whole?
The birds sing in the morning. They call to each other through the day.
Seemingly each hour the earth greens more.
Trees bud, the bulbs break through from their dormancy, perennials both wild and planted appear.
We don't have to force this, we have to go with it.
With all our truth, with all our love and with our human social distancing.
Offering bacon grease to Mananan yesterday,
pouring it directly into the cool waters that flow around the shrine we have set up for him,
lingering for one more prayer of gratitude through vocal chant,
I turn around to see a fairly large garter snake behind me,
maybe listening, maybe looking, maybe waiting,
before slithering off.
Hail to the snakes!
Hail to movement!
Hail to awareness and the present!
We balanced no egg,
we attempt joy in spite of fear,
the paradox of the beauty all around and the crisis raging is a difficult one to balance.
But life goes on whether we figure it out or not.
Our oversized brain is not needed here and only
our kind heart.
our kind heart.
We know what is.
It is Spring.
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