The earth awakens.
Spring edges in.
The daylight waxes, cajoling the darkness in which we've nurtured our-winter-selves into the brightness of each expanding day. With this seasonal verve the faeries return. Not the (gag) Disney-variety faeries, mind you, but the real faeries - the beings that reside in the shadow of the Underworld.
Already they are making themselves known to me. And to you too, I hope. They emerge from their winter realm as ours brightens. They return to support and facilitate our return.
As our natural environment shifts with the season, it offers us the natural capacity to see, acknowledge and face our own shadows which - if we're paying attention - become more visible, hang around longer, and grow more intense as spring edges in and evolves toward summer.
The return of the faeries reminds me that it is a perilous folly to reach for the sun and deny the shadow. After all, shadows are only seen in the presence of light. And light returns now, undeniably so, a bit bolder with each day.
This is the season of communal awakening. It is the time to honor our sprouts, the roots and stems that will support the greenery from which life-sustaining fruits will flourish. A time to honor our roots and stems - our backbone - as we make ready to stand and face our shadows candidly, truthfully and with love.
Today … I make ready.