Today we tumble out of the deep bed of winter and stretch our limbs toward spring in the northern hemisphere. It is a day filled with promise.

It is a time of balance. Nearly equal parts dark and light, yet the two are not in opposition.

On this spring equinox, we are graced with the glory of the full sun, and also the full moon.

It is a time when the yin and yang energies — the divine feminine and masculine — are offered in balance. Equally holding space and supporting one another. Offering a mirror to the potential that resides within each one of us.

At this era of time, when Earth and its children struggle for balance and harmony, we are offered this still point. A pause to reflect and then open to the perfection of balance. An offering to seek the sun, but also the moon and find what each has to offer us.
Strength, tempered by peace…
Darkness balanced by light…
Fear balanced by promise…
The singular life supported by all life…
The inhale of breath matching the exhale…
As the moon begins to wane, and the light of the sun lingers longer each day, may we be reminded of this balance. Using the sun’s energy to bring light to our greatest darkness. Darkness that holds fear in all its many forms, but also the seeds of promise. May we be reminded that each fear that we hold onto can transform into new life with the touch of the sun. It can bloom past the darkness from where we hold it tight as we breathe into its lips hope, promise, and love. In the seeds of fear reside our fullest potential waiting to find the light. It is that place where the limited can become the limitless.
May we today breathe in the balance of the energies that support us, allowing them to find balance within. Seeding the life that lingers in the darkness as we find the limitless love that unites us all.
Sure doesn’t look like NH today 😉 Though it should get up into the 50s…. And the moon was pretty last night/this morning.
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Nope, I cheated and used old pics 🙂
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Yep, yesterday I cheated and used an old photo of the first crocus of the year on a poem about spring.
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Ah, if only…soon enough though, I suppose 🙂
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