This Blessing of Spring.

This Blessing of Spring.

The days are growing longer, my loves – as spring finds its place amongst these vestiges of green.

Beyond, the ice has worn thin at the river’s edge – the sound of water revealing only that which the heart may speak.

Our bodies, suddenly unconstrained by these markings of time. In this space, awareness grows – we are not simply one, we are composite of all.

Even the tiniest of sapling blooms to honor these new beginnings.

“Spring has returned,” Rilke once shared. “The Earth is like a child that knows…” Knowing, yes…just as the dews knows the comfort of morn’.

How lucky are to be gifted her presence; majestic, noble, kind and true. A blessing beyond this fullness of word.

And, in her presence – our faith, renewed.

In peace, my loves…

Namaste ❤️

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