Light grows. Shadows take form as the darkness recedes. Resting still in the cauldron of birth, we close two eyes and open our third. Our dream vision is active. We have enough light now to see.
Mother awakens! She sends forth shoots and leaves, whispering sweet desire, coaxing forth all who seek release from the bonds of our winter’s night. Like a bird in the eggshell, we’ve swelled to fill the space. Our old world grows tight, cramped. Time to peck our way out and claim the promise of spring.
How? First, notice and name what binds you. Name the prisons of circumstance, disillusionment, environmental crisis. Notice what feels stifled, blocked, and hopeless. Then circle together to turn it around.
Stirring in our seed sleep, we dream sweet dreams of who, what and how we will become. Think! What needs illumination within you? What desire needs only a bit more light to be seen clearly? What quality in you has dimmed and needs brightening?
Emerge from the broken shell of winter. Feel lightened, lifted, determined to leave the old world in shards behind you. Unbound, blessed and surging, retrieve the trust that comes with balance. Thrive in your new light!
Happy Ostara and Spring Equinox.
"No one else can speak the words on your lips.
Drench yourself in words unspoken.
Live your life with arms wife open.
Today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten. "