Yogis,
March….March….March……what a tease you are.
I find March to be fascinating. Frustrating.
Unpredictable. Different every single
year.
Thursday we were in the 70s.
I took my walk to the river and passed people in short and t-shirts. The birds were singing and the air had a
giddiness to it. Spring! I feel you.
But as we laid in Savasana at the end of class that very evening, the sound
of the rain and the wind blowing through the open windows signaled that a cold
front was not far behind.
Friday we were told to expect 50 degrees so I put on two cotton
layers, believing I had left the real winter clothes behind. I tried to pretend it was warm as I huddled in my work chair. But I was clenched and shivering. Finally
after lunch I gave in. I marched upstairs and put my wool sweater back
on. Saturday I added back in the
leggings under the jeans. Not yet….
I have been talking about March as a transition and she
revealed a few new insights this week.
First, that during transitions we are much more aware. In the winter when it is cold we just assume
cold, dress accordingly and pay it little attention. Once we are entrenched in summer the heat
becomes an expected norm. But in the
transition from the two we are acutely aware of the weather each day…. And sometimes
even hour to hour. What should I wear? Do I need to bring a hat? Will I be outside or inside? Stopping to feel the air each time we walk out
the door. Watching for buds on the trees
every time we look up. The same is true
in life. When we are in a time of change
– be it in jobs, homes, lovers or even exercise routines – our senses are on
high alert. We tune in more. There is no status quo and so we pay
attention. It is in this unsettled space
that we experience the most growth.
The second has to do with signs from the Universe. The March Manifestation that I am leading is
coming to a close this week. Tomorrow we
will be working on watching for signs from the Universe to guide us on our chosen
path. These signs are like glimpses. A sudden unexpected thought. Hearing from someone we were thinking about
or coming across an article about a topic we just decided we wanted to study
further. These pointers from the Universe
let us know that we are indeed heading the right way (or not) and provide us
with the occasional touch point that what we are manifesting is indeed coming. Just like March!
In March even in the bitter cold we know spring is
coming. Everyone keeps saying, “I don’t
think spring will ever come.” But do you
ever truly doubt that spring will come? We
see the signs. Daffodils beginning to
rise up from the ground. Days like
Thursday – even though a day like Friday comes right behind it. We hold a vision of spring and we get some
quick glimpses behind the curtain to assure us that it is on the way. And when the curtain is then drawn back over,
we continue to move forward anyway without doubt. It is fine.
We can sense spring’s imminent arrival even when the thermometer reads
28 degrees. This is no different than
watching for signs on our own personal journey.
And finally….March allows us to take two steps forward in
growth, but then take a big step back in retreat. Straddling the worlds of earth and fire. I am wanting to garden and I even buy the
pansies, but now I think I will go back in and read my book. Long walks one day followed by sleeping in
late the next. Salad….but then one more batch of cabbage
soup. March is not for leaping. It is for stretching out the creaky bones
from a long winter’s sleep and turning our face upward to find the warmth of
the spring sun.
Enjoying these dwindling days of not doing.
My winter hat is remaining on the coat rack,
SARAH
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