Ostara

Ostara

We feel it now

The warmth of the sun on our skin in the afternoons

The spark of optimism we feel in our hearts when waking to the birds chirping in the morning sun 

The excitement from the bulbs popping through the soil 

The seeds germinate, and so too, our aspirations, goals, dreams. 

But we must tend to them like tiny seedlings.

We do not overpour, or underwater, we find the appropriate tending to each seed, to each dream. The soils must be right. The correct amount of warmth, the ratio of shadow to light..

We give them slow, steady nurturance. 

This is the way of creation.

This is the way of creation.

Happy Ostara