Catalyst!
CATALYST
Everyone feels it, as the winter months stretch and crack with melting ice at the first taste of spring. I watched my young cats scamper around on the crusty snow, climbing the leafless trees and sniffing at the bits of old grass starting to show. No sooner are they in today then they are back to the door, asking to be let out again! Because the breeze is warm this late morning, warming by the hour, drawing everything alive out from our winter hibernation to experience the beginning of renewal.
For months it has been dark and cold, getting hammered with storms one after another. Dressing in layers when we emerge, but choosing more often than not to stay in, and huddle under a blanket, binge-watching and eating whatever is handy. We have been waiting, captives of the short days and long nights, for the turn of the seasons to free us. Yes, winter might have a few more snowstorms to throw at us before retiring. But with the increase in sunshine, and the temperatures, there’s reason to celebrate the arrival of spring.
This heady realization is a catalyst with a slight lead lining, true. All those things that were put off all winter —“I’ll do that when its spring!”—now need to be made into a list, for most of us a rather long one. Spring itself, in full burgeoning flower, is usually my most frantic time of the year. Those brief months of late April and May usually pass in a whirlwind blur of days and dreamless nights of exhaustion.
And yet…spring is my favorite season, because its nature’s invitation to WAKE UP and GET MOVING! I love the greening of the earth, the exciting tasks of formatting the garden, purchasing seeds, planting, and seeing the first sprouts. I enjoy the first mowing (provided the lawnmower behaves), and the beginning of woodcutting (ditto for the chainsaw and logsplitter). I look forward to getting out the paint and making my home and outbuildings look fresh and new, maybe even adding a few new bats onto the woodshed mural. Even spring cleaning, complete with clothes turnover, is fun, because I enjoy work that ends with something more beautiful than what I began with, for my efforts. I love work at our family cottage, the ritual raking of the leaves and cleaning the shoreline with my mom, and whomever stops by to help us or chat.
Take this brief time on the cusp of spring to thing about all you’d like to do this summer. Make a list, and then another of all the things you’ll need to make it happen. Then just go outside, close your eyes, and take a big lungful of fresh crisp air, and hold it, letting the energy seep into your bones. Then let it out, and go enjoy the day!
Everyone feels it, as the winter months stretch and crack with melting ice at the first taste of spring. I watched my young cats scamper around on the crusty snow, climbing the leafless trees and sniffing at the bits of old grass starting to show. No sooner are they in today then they are back to the door, asking to be let out again! Because the breeze is warm this late morning, warming by the hour, drawing everything alive out from our winter hibernation to experience the beginning of renewal.
For months it has been dark and cold, getting hammered with storms one after another. Dressing in layers when we emerge, but choosing more often than not to stay in, and huddle under a blanket, binge-watching and eating whatever is handy. We have been waiting, captives of the short days and long nights, for the turn of the seasons to free us. Yes, winter might have a few more snowstorms to throw at us before retiring. But with the increase in sunshine, and the temperatures, there’s reason to celebrate the arrival of spring.
This heady realization is a catalyst with a slight lead lining, true. All those things that were put off all winter —“I’ll do that when its spring!”—now need to be made into a list, for most of us a rather long one. Spring itself, in full burgeoning flower, is usually my most frantic time of the year. Those brief months of late April and May usually pass in a whirlwind blur of days and dreamless nights of exhaustion.
And yet…spring is my favorite season, because its nature’s invitation to WAKE UP and GET MOVING! I love the greening of the earth, the exciting tasks of formatting the garden, purchasing seeds, planting, and seeing the first sprouts. I enjoy the first mowing (provided the lawnmower behaves), and the beginning of woodcutting (ditto for the chainsaw and logsplitter). I look forward to getting out the paint and making my home and outbuildings look fresh and new, maybe even adding a few new bats onto the woodshed mural. Even spring cleaning, complete with clothes turnover, is fun, because I enjoy work that ends with something more beautiful than what I began with, for my efforts. I love work at our family cottage, the ritual raking of the leaves and cleaning the shoreline with my mom, and whomever stops by to help us or chat.
Take this brief time on the cusp of spring to thing about all you’d like to do this summer. Make a list, and then another of all the things you’ll need to make it happen. Then just go outside, close your eyes, and take a big lungful of fresh crisp air, and hold it, letting the energy seep into your bones. Then let it out, and go enjoy the day!
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