Spring is here with its renewal of hope, a hope we all seek. Despite the harm caused by our interference, Earth is warming herself. Light and darkness are being brought into balance and life is stirring. Once again green shoots are sent forth and the trees don their leaves. Spring reminds us of the possibility of transformation even of ourselves no matter how desperate it may seem. The power of Divine Life is within each seed and every seed is a mystery. Each seed that germinates, each leaf that unfurls, each nest that is built, each little creature that is born is a miracle. Spring tells us that Earth is alive and filled with color and music. The power of Divine Life is also in us. Nature is our teacher. May we live in the wonder and beauty of Springtime.
May Spring renew us and recreate life in us.
Do not allow yourself to miss the beauty of Spring. Open yourself to new growth and to unity with the splendor of God’s creation. Hold on to hope.
You have cared for the land and watered it
Greatly you have enriched it
The streams are filled
You have provided the grain
Thus have you prepared the land
Drenching its furrow
Breaking up its clods
Softening it with showers
Blessing its yield.
The meadows overflow
And gladness clothes the hills.
The fields are arrayed with flocks
And the valleys blanketed with grain
They shout and sing for joy.
Every creature, particularly a living creature, has intrinsic value, in its existence, its life, its beauty and its interdependence with other creatures.
Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play and pray, where nature heals and gives strength to body and soul alike.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
The festival of the spring equinox speaks of freshness and youth, of excitement and endless possibilities. Nature begins to quicken and early flowers open to the warmth of the strengthening sun, bringing the colors of lemon and yellow into our lives on the wings of a March wind.
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has the power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.
The human venture depends absolutely on a quality of awe and reverence and joy in the Earth and all that lives and grows upon the Earth.
Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!
Spring is when life’s alive in everything.
The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.
Harriet Ann Jacobs
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe—to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it—is a wonder beyond words.
Joanna Macy and Molly Brown
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere) arranging
a window, into which people look (while
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully