Vernal Equinox 2024 Reaching for the Sun

​            I love the simplicity of fresh new green plants breaching the cold, saturated soil and reaching for the spring sun and trusting in the warmth to come.
            Each day as the vernal equinox nears I try to spend a few moments simply observing and enjoying the burgeoning buds and newly visible greenery of spring. And yes, I kneel in the moist earth to smell those first crocuses or daffodils or tulips, even if their smell is more of dust and fresh dirt than sweet floral fragrance. Perhaps it’s just the act of getting close to them, like a bee searching for pollen, that feels so enriching.
            And when I rise again to face the new day, it’s easier to bear the chaos and storm of culture, humanity, politics, and power that surges around me and threatens to sweep everything away.
            Springtime allows me to assert my human right to revel in nature. Some rights should never be taken away. And so I also pray daily that my constitutional rights will survive the big spring storms of society that loom on the horizon.
            Inspired and bolstered by the sun and plants and flowers, I continue to write for hope and faith and devote myself to the great tasks that still lie before me.