Vernal Equinox Recollections-Imbalanced Balance Again

 

 

This is the time of the full moon, the Pink Moon,
the Pascal Moon the Easter Moon.
Springtime is undeniably here.
The rains are cold and the sun is strong.
Each day there is more in bloom,
bigger leaves, annuals popping up,
life renewed.

How blessed we are to have arrived.

In this overly digital age the line of raindrops
on the window's edge is comforting. 

Slowing down to the speed of the present moment.

Snowing while the sun shines.
Glorious Spring. 

Another Season of evolution and clearing and building
and letting go.

My notes from after ritual are a story of love and loss and awkward balance.
Of acceptance and stillness.
And now, weeks later, of faith and magic.

It's essential to open our hearts even if they're broken.
We have no choice.
Spring comes, even with snow.

Maybe we had to really feel all the Winter
in order to let go for Spring.

Sometimes going through the motions is what we got.
And what is is.

So oddly cold and enough
but not enough.

Enough is enough.
We are enough. 

Should we have prayed more for peace?
Is our gratitude enough?

There is a feeling of large shifts
both positive and not so.
The greening happens regardless.

It seemed like ritual was about reaffirming
our balance
when in fact
it showed
how altered that balance is.

There is a necessary re-calibration of our senses,
awakened from the darkness of winter.
Staying present and still as nature goes on fast forward.

As always the pictures and notes and recollections
do not compare with being here
now.

Let's remember sitting for the directions, all the lavender,
the alcohol vacuum,
flying petals and spilling water and baskets.
Younger and Older Folks
around the fire or on the phone.

Being in the present moment
here.

Hear and answer us we pray. Give us a sign.

from our Honored Dead:Eihwaz is the Yew,
the spindle of the world tree
the continuity of what is going on now
and what has happened in the past

from the Spirits of Nature and Place:Thurisaz is the Thorn,
the protecting guard

from the Gods and Goddesses:Laguz is the Lake,
that which we draw up from
that nutrition Spring

for the Season:Dagaz or Midday, it is a complete view,
almost a paradox view of a situation
that you have never quite seen before.

And all our sacrifice was good
but still
the inter-generational sorrow and hardship
and protection and effort
and ability to survive.

Unstable & fragile
but still perfect.