Today is Ostara, the vernal equinox, the first day of spring. It is the year’s most powerful burst of energy, a magnificent roaring fire. In the pagan and astrological calendars, it is also the first day of the new year—when Mother Earth officially springs back to life. This is more relevant than it has ever been, for this last year has been the most draining—the cruelest, the most frightening, the most enraging— many of us can remember. Ordinarily this is the time for revelry and pageantry but let us embrace this spring as a softening—of the soil, the air, our hearts.
Take a moment to go outside, turn to the heavens, and imagine the world to which you’d like to return. How will you reclaim freedom and joy? Better yet, how will you serve it? Breathe into this new space, and gently request your highest spirit to build it out. Then tomorrow, if you have the means, plant a garden. Even one plant on your fire escape will help. Even one seed. We all need the wonder of something new and sustaining. We all need practical magic. Happy spring, sweet and salty friends. I bid you beautiful change.