March brings a month of magnificent promise
At 6:20 a.m. on Monday, March 20 the spring equinox arrives; marking the moment when countless Canadians emerge from the cobwebs of cooped-up cabins to leave behind the darkest time of the year... metaphorically speaking.
Even with such mild winters – and January and February were incredibly mild — robins and grackles back by Family Day; Canadians long pine for these lengthening, lightening days. That’s because we aren’t merely swaddling and huddling against winter’s cold temperatures, although, significantly less so, these climatecooking days. Rather, we’re climbing back out of the mole-like, hole-like feelings that kept us more sluggish and less social to, instead, seek out an energetic burst that will help us return to fighting forms. Our miraculous sun can do that. I really appreciate that first whiff of warm, spring air, that ‘Ah, there it is’ swirling sense of optimism and potential industry that accompanies this season of inspiration. I notice an uptick in cheerful critter expressions and feel the warmth of a strengthening sun... harbingers of comforts to come, and as the signals of spring envelop they begin to spur me toward seasonal projects... will I hold a yard sale with these things I’m never going to use, or should I start planning this year’s garden? What will I photograph next? What new vista might we visit?
It’s a welcome tradition these northern rituals of awakening; a period when we collectively poke our heads above ground to survey the soon-to-be muddy landscape after months of lying low... then slowly, and gregariously, gear back up and begin to fully accomplish once again. It’s a heady time of year when most of us perk up considerably.
Rising cheer is a significant boost to all our lives. More than we have for months we experience improved focus, inspired thoughts and essentially, more positive attitudes. It’s a lovely thing to feel... as hopefulness settles sweetly through each March.
This isn’t true for everyone, especially those who suffer from depression, but many of us begin to show that little bit of lightness in our step, a little more resilience, a tad more toughness to weather whatever comes next because; ‘Ah, well, ‘tis spring.’ That’s why I think of March as a month of magnificent promise.
Destinations are planned and loved ones’ reunions arranged; new ideas are floated and pitches better framed. Houses are cleaned, cottages get sorted and construction busily commences. We set down books and blankets to strike up conversations. We pick up tips and tools and take plenty more walks. We shed boots and gloves and, if we’re lucky, contemplate new spring things. We set more goals, sort our piles and generally socialize more; whether over backyard fences and yard work, or across golf courses, boat yards and marinas. It’s as if we emerge more appreciative, more inclined to overcome... at least it seems so, initially.
Undoubtedly, we lighten up. Or as they say in the County: “That’s more better then.”
This doesn’t alter the pressures and problems of daily living, but it does offer most of us an energized renewal of resources. By mimicking Mother Nature, by echoing her return to life, we can better refuel our tanks – spring being more uplifting than effervescent, local wine. We drop by friends more often and dig more deeply into tasks. We may even better defer for at its core spring provides encouragement, and encouragement consistently strengthens.
It isn’t so much fresh eyes with which we greet each spring, but how the dark season’s absences and restrictions finally lift to find us much more grateful... and usually, for far less.
As our paces pick up steam and our rhythms return to routine that’s a welcome, wafting breeze... and refreshing, buoyant breath.