Posted by: Angela Coulter | on February 28, 2017
The other morning I was on the front porch, sitting comfortably on the hanging wicker chair. I was gently swinging and nestled on a thick cushion, surrounded by and propped up with pillows. The sky was clear and blue and the sun was peeking through the pine trees. Bright bands of light touched my skin, warming me. The breeze was just light enough to tickle the wind chime encouraging it to sing sweetly.
I could feel the blooming energy of the creative forces of spring emerging. In noticing this energy and observing the coming together of a beautiful, well forming day, my mind launched to motion with reflecting upon the creative energy. In the mist of reflecting, a hawk cried on the other side of the house. I noticed that there were no other birds in sound or sight. It seemed as though in previous years there was usually more bustling with creatures and life. It was odd that I felt the energy, but not observing any of it.
I let that thought pass and turned to a book I was reading about how to play in this illusion. As I was reading a passage about “changes simply unfold as a natural outgrowth when we reclaim and connect with our true selves”, the life of the “forest” around me woke up. At that point, I heard a chorus of singing birds. Soon after a cardinal flew past me. Looking around, I saw several different types of birds hanging out in the yard walking and pecking about. In the tree branches, still more birds. Shortly after, over my shoulder, I heard scurrying and old fall leaves crunching. Looking over to where the sounds emerged, I saw two squirrels playing chase and running up and around a tree’s trunk. Yet another squirrel with a nut in mouth, was digging in the pine needles to bury his treasure. Spring sprung!
I was in awe in how quickly the transformation occurred. It was truly amazing. I felt my heart expand. It expanded in such a way that I felt my heart smile. Within moments of my heart smiling, I heard my neighbor from two doors down and up a hill. She was singing, while only a short line. It was a joyous sound of thanks and praise. I saw her not, but felt her joy.
This fever of spring and its creative elements moved fast and spread with inspiration. Even though this creative energy seems more apparent in the springtime, it is happening all the time. Witnessing this was a wonderful reminder that we all hold and posses this creative force every moment and can create whatever we desire. I love be reminded of that.
Happy Spring! May you all create beautiful, joyful and adventurous days. Today and all days!