
I woke up to the sound of repetitive crashing. Something being blown about in the droning wind and rain. A few sideways palm trees, dramatic outside my window
At the beginning of the movie Mary Poppins, there’s a bit about the winds of change blowing in, and then Mary shows up with her fanciful umbrella landing. If you watch the back story with Tom Hanks, there probably was something that felt magical about the aunt showing up in the young author’s struggling family’s life. Just like Mary in her story.
Wind is a symbol of change Whether it’s about to happen or happening. March is the month that transitions winter into spring. Its a dramatic change in regions, not nessesarily California, a wind full of possibilities. Growing plants, the first flowers. Summer on the horizon.
I love the feeling of early spring. Newness, fresh air, promise. The certainty of rebirth in tiny buds of green. No wonder there are so many long held traditions to celebrate this time of year. There’s a little excitement to look forward.
This stormy windy March holds some unknowns, or rather, possibilities. Many opportunities, many beautiful moments are in store. Summer will follow spring, it always does…