That is really neat. Not sure I have felt that so strongly, but this warm weather we have had in Michigan the last few days has definitely pushed me into spring-anticipation mode! I get excited for spring every year (I am a terrible gardener, so bulbs and perennials are my best friends!) and this year it feels more intense -- perhaps because we have all been wintering over during the pandemic? Maybe those of us on this site have been focusing more on our intuition? That combo might be resonating really strongly for you this year. Glad you documented it here!
On Tuesday, I started to feel a renewed sense of hope and optimism that I haven't felt in a while. Perhaps it was the sunny day and spring-like temperatures we've been having this week in southeast Virginia after months of cold and weeks of rain. Maybe it was that all the songs on the radio that morning were songs I liked, or maybe it was because I finished some projects at work. I've not even ruled out that it might have just been the St. John's Wort kicking in. I started taking it recently in hopes of fending off the "blahs."
Or maybe it is something bigger, especially if others are feeling it too. There's less stress and drama over the current occupant of the Oval Office; Covid numbers seem to be going down as vaccinations are going up. The world's not perfect, but things are looking brighter. And Spring is coming!!! It's a time for renewal and rebirth.
I've been feeling a "release of survival", I'm calling it, this past week. It's warm and dry enough to sit on the ground in our back yard. The earth is waking up and so are her people! I realize I've been stuck in panic mode over "19" or one of its insidious variants for so long that I lost the joy along the way. This week I feel it's within reach again. Thanks for reminding me to acknowledge the feeling.
@dannyboy, 'Ostara' is coming. Nature has been granted reprieve for over a year. There is great hope that this will herald the change that is so sorely needed.
Thank you for sharing. My heart sings of joy ❤️
@dannyboy We yesterday hiked through the woods to the dune top and the woods felt alive. Well, of course, they are! lol I mean it felt more alive. Theses below us was a cool blanket laid out before us in its varied blues. One of my fave quotes is by Oscar Wilde “Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.” ???
So after a morning full of Zooms Ollie (Oliver Wendell, our chocolate lab) and I went out again today. I did not feel anything I felt yesterday that kicked off all these beautiful responses from you all! But that may be partly because the temperature is about 20 degrees cooler today (high 30s) and the wind is so strong it felt colder than that. For now however, I will look forward to these daily walks as an opportunity to commune a bit with the world around me more than I have before.
I will say that Oliver is enjoying these walks. He has this look that I can only call a "smile" and it's plastered on his face the entire walk! Okay so part of that may have been his jowels fighting wind resistance today, but I swear it's there whenever we go out ?. He's gotten quite rotund this winter (haven't we all!?) so the walks are for both of us.
There's a spot - I'll try to get pictures when things are in bloom - It's absolutely beautiful and I feel like the center of whatever it was I felt yesterday was there - I just couldn't get there because the walking trail off the road is pure mud at the moment.
@dannyboy hahaha so true what a difference a day makes. We went to race point beach in ptown w binoculars to see some whale spouts or maybe even a breach but the wind was fierce and the white caps made it difficult to decipher. And since I’m near sighted in my right eye and far sighted in my left, seeing through binoculars is challenging at best. Lol but the sun finally came out and we did push through the wind to get a 1.5 mile walk in which is better than nothing!
I remember last year around this time there were a few predictions regarding the Ides of March. The phrase has been running around in my head again lately, and now I feel like something's coming on the 15th this year? Could be my subconscious wishful thinking, we had a full pandemic breaking loose March last year but could we be in for another big event. I noticed John Dean claims T will get indicted 'within days' and maybe that's it, but feels like there's more. Anyone else have any thoughts or sensations around mid March this year?
@barry I hope you see from the number of likes on your last post that you hit a chord with people here. For every "like" there are over time a few thousand or more people reading and enjoying but they have to register and get an account to hit like.
@dannyboy perfect sense.
I have been dredging our creek by hand over the last two months (laborious but worth it -- keeps our wetlands clean, good exercise, and creates good "edges" for our amphibian friends) and I recently couldn't shake the feeling that the land was trying very hard to say something along the lines of "Good morning!"
The message itself wasn't nearly as important as the feeling of connection. I can't explain it any better than you did, I just know it was real.
Thank you @jeanne-mayell for the encouragement, I’m here!
I do have and will have more to share. My apologies for not acknowledging everyone’s welcoming. Im very grateful. Im so happy it resonated with you @Ghandigirl (hi!) and others (hi!). Im also feeling what @dannyboy and everyone seems to be feeling about the coming spring. There is something different about this spring. It feels like that suspended moment, before I understood quite what was happening, on a Saturday last November when I was working outside, getting everything taken care of before the snow, and my wife asked if I heard people shouting. I stopped and listened and started hearing people - now up and down the streets of our quiet, sleepy little town - coming out of their homes - but they were cheering. Car horns started honking. Our phones started lighting up with texts, all saying the same thing - we won! The same feeling of hopeful promise seems to be in the air, like everything has suddenly changed. This is what I sense: Seeds beginning to sprout. Seeds that are offering their promise of what’s to come. Seeds that need to be nourished to grow into fullness.
I was prompted to look up promise: A declaration or assurance that one will do something or that a particular thing will happen. The potential for achievement or excellence. An indication that something is likely to occur. Covenant, bond, sacred word.
I started thinking on that. We’re right where Jeanne laid out in her timeline. The seeds of progress growing towards the turning that we’ve tended so far are pretty impressive - looking back over where we were. Marginalized and victimized voices are no longer crying out alone. They are being joined and supported by a growing majority calling for unconditional equality and acceptance. For healing. Just weeks ago (or was it a lifetime ago?) old whatshisname seemed unstoppable. He is fading fast. (His promise to drain the swamp also appears likely to be fulfilled) The new guy is defying odds and doing what could only be dreamt a few months ago. Looking back a few years, we are collectively becoming (and already are) so different than we were. These are still seeds. We’re fulfilling the promise of whats to come. For those who haven’t accepted the shift, the great unraveling will continue. Their struggles to cling to their old ways are dominating the news. The unravelling is a letting go, many dread that if they let go of what they fear or created, it will come back and devour them. Its a terrible place to choose to be. It's also part of the timeline. Everyone has their own place within it. This is spring. Its mud season for some. Summer comes all the same.
I also hear what @journeywithme2 posted - the earth is singing a song for all who are listening. It’s a new song welcoming us home. @jeanne-mayell - That song is the source of the chords :)
@barry "Mud season" is brilliant. Especially here in the North Carolina Piedmont. I am a Texas transplant, so the idea that there is rain all year round is novel, but it underscores what every gardener knows: the best veggies are grown by somebody not afraid of getting more than just a little wet chicken poop on their hands from time to time. If that ain't a metaphor for life in the 2020s, I'm gonna send my literature degree back to UT and say thanks for attempting to educate me. :)
Can't take credit; read it elsewhere. And the first letter of his name was changed to a different letter than T!!
Florida Senator and former Governor Rick Scott is telling states and towns to turn away Covid relief funds. Obama got us out of George Bush's recession with relief money. Biden is going to get us out of an impending recession with covid relief money.
The way to stoke an economy is not to give money to the rich the way Bush and Trump did, but to the people.
But Rick Scott advises otherwise. Well, all I can think about when I think of Rick Scott is this woman's words in one of my favorite YouTube moments of all time:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXYzgTLoQjY