Spring is my favorite season. As a gardener, in fact, as a master gardener, I look forward each year to the little life that pups up through the ground. The whole earth is alive and waiting to emerge into the world. I feel that way about myself. Winter is so deadly and long. Winter is my least favorite season. I love fall, too by the way, but spring is my favorite. I love summer because I get to watch everything grow and I get to harvest things from my garden and actually eat them. The only thing about summer in New England I don't like is the humidity. The humidity really gets to me. Sometimes I get what is called sun sickness. But if I'm really good about what hours I am outside and staying in the shade, wearing a hat then I'm okay. This spring I am called to recommit and to reaffirm my connection with Spirit. Lately, I have gotten away from my once tight relationship with Spirit and now the Universe is calling me to find my strength again with...
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