Spring!!!!!!!

It is the season of newness and it is the season of crazy, fast growth.  I love all the seasons, and for me Lady Spring is the season of Potential.

Potential to begin something new and different.  Potential to tap into the creative energy of Spring.  It is a stunning morning.  I see the sun is rising through the trees to the east, and the air is still, after the storm.

Yesterday with waning moon in Capricorn, I was determined to plant potatoes.  It's March! Time is fleeting.  The ground has been ready for days, and the potatoes were cut into seed pieces with their little eyes growing like mad, shouting "Plant us!"

But yesterday it was also raining and blustery, and I waited for hours, doing other things, hoping for the sky to clear and the rain to stop and then towards late afternoon, I realized I needed to make a choice.

I decided to go out in the rain and plant potatoes.  I was dressed warmly, and as I was putting my boots on, I remembered other times in my life when I needed the weather to accommodate me, and it did.  So I just decided to ask.

I asked that the storm would subside while I planted potatoes.  I stepped outside and the rain slowed to a light drizzle, and by the time I had my garden fork and trowel in hand, the rain stopped entirely.  There was an actual break in the clouds and the sky brightened as the sun shone through.

I could see a wall of big dark clouds in the distant horizon, and they were coming fast, so I worked fast too.  I tucked the little seed potatoes into their well prepped beds and finished just as the clouds rolled in overhead, hiding the sun.  I straightened up and heard the wind roaring and saw the trees windmilling their branches.  And I laughed.  Their was so much joy in the wildness of the storm all around me, and so much beauty in the synchronous timing of the weather during planting.

I put my tools away, and walked around my place, enjoying the wind in motion and picking up things blown in by the storm.  I took a moment to reinforce the fence in the hen yard, before heading back inside.  I was taking my boots off on the back porch when I looked up to see the rain had started up again.  I laughed once more, and sent out a wave of joyous gratitude to nature and the creative consciousness.  My way of throwing my arms wide to embrace the All.