Spring

Oh my gosh my goodness my glory it’s spring. Thank u spring. Thank u sunshine.

I’ve been huddled in a cloud of looming desperation for weeks. Often taking the time to research in-network shrinks but never making the call – I knew that I’d begin to feel this rebirth soon. And now it’s all coming back to me. A feeling of youth. Energy. Equilibrium. The first days of cold brought the toasty hibernation of steaming fires and bold-flavored wine. Then gave way to that bitter cold. I felt sunken – drowned under for so many weeks. But this is the bliss of the northeast. The seasons. The changes. Anticipating the changes.

I could read for hours in the warm sun. Leave myself room for relax even if there is so much to be done. There is always so much to be done – as a friend wrote me this morning, “screw the dishes.” Just Screw It! I want to read. To languish. To hear the children playing (in the distance (the GREAT distance)) and to remember that I am not withered, mind nor body. I am not out of touch. I am not caged in, nor lonely really. I have much love and happiness surrounding me – my soul has every opportunity for nourishment. I now allow it in. I open the floodgates; I call to the wild; I banish the demons; I sound a harmonious OM!