The ground turns green. A drum begins
Commentaries on the heart arrive in seven volumes.
The pen puts its head down
to give a dark sweetness to the page.
Planets go wherever they want.
Venus sways near the North Star.
The moon holds on to Leo.
The host who has no self is here.
We look into each other’s eyes.
A child is still a child
Even after it has learned the alphabet.
Solomon lifts his morning cup to the mountains.
Sit down in this pavilion,
and don’t listen to religious bickering.
Be silent as we absorb the spring.
–Rumi (translated by Coleman Barks, A Year with Rumi, p 67.)
OH MY GOSH. I saw CROCUSES today! Spring is on its way. I hear winter may try to make a comeback, but history has shown us that eventually spring arrives in full force and makes the winter a distant memory. The build up to spring has been so long, the winter so intense, that I’m expecting the trees to be emitting symphony music as they begin to leaf out, buds shouting open in all their glory.
This is a time when I’m at my best. This is the month of my birth, and it feels like all of the cosmic forces are with me and behind me, saying, “YES! Go for it!” This is a freeing time, so alive that the ground itself seems to be buzzing–the potential for new ideas to take root and to grow with a big HALLELUJAH! A flowing time, a blowing time–wanting a sweater if the wind suddenly appears, but then reveling in skin kissed by the breeze with the sun’s heat warms the day, and everything around me, trees, grass, birds, people–everything is saying, “YES!”
As the earth warms up and the natural world reawakens in its radiant beauty, I cannot contain my excitement–I want to be outdoors jumping and dancing and singing LA LA LA LA LA! My heart feels light, my body is energized, what will happen next? Something beautiful!