Beware the Ides of March

As I look out my window, the rain is falling. Hard. We’re expecting a deluge that already has my yard reminiscing about it’s time as a marsh. Some would say the weather is dreary enough to echo that famous warning to Julius Caesar “Beware the ides of March”. For those who are not familiar with the tale, the ides of March is the 15th of March, the day this will be posted, and in 44 BCE Julius Caesar was assassinated on the ides of March. History lesson aside, it’s an easy time to feel deluged in all that has come and all that will be. It is a dark, dreary tone foreclosing on the ending of a long dark season. But for every grey cloud, there is, as they say, a silver lining.

Spring is just around the corner, thoughts of the coming celebrations and the growing seasons; a renewal of hope dance in my thoughts. This past season has been personally a hard one with illness and stress dogging my steps.  I’m sure I am not alone in this. It seems that this transitional phase between Winter and Spring has been particularly difficult on many. In spite of the dreariness I am choosing to remain positive. I’ve started (albeit slowly) to get into some course work I had been waiting for, and my yen for summer to arrive grows with the changing of the seasons. I’ve begun plans for a small vegetable garden, herbs, and flowers as well. In light of my springing forward, if you will, into the new season here is a poem to bring about the mood. Realizing we are still quite far from Summer, the Spring brings hope of these things to come.

Summer Shine

I love that summer shine
you know it
The sun so hot
the grass so cool
you just want to sit
in the shade just right
under the willow
The clouds so high
and barely there
you wish you could dive
into the blue sky
so inviting in the day
When the night comes
the stars shimmer so clear
the moon kisses them
until they disappear
into another summer shine day
No breeze to fly a kite
the hum of insects
frogs croaking
birds chirping
today is the day
of that summer shine
The reflection off the lake
strikes the eyes
and makes you blind
to that child that splashes
the water on you
It freezes and feels so good
Tip toe over the hot road
feet in the sand
make it to the beach
When the summer shine ends
the bonfire full roars
at that full moon
They sing and dance
filling the night
with an intensity
until the next
summer shine

As a Pagan, the thought of singing and dancing beneath that full moon fills me up with hope and instills a more positive mindset. In this dreary day of rain and darkness, I hold close to me my summer shine daydreams of tomorrow. Though once was said to beware the ides of March, I welcome it with the hope of and dreams of tomorrow. How do you keep the light shining?

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Crowwitch is a spectacular balance of chaos and order. This energetic hockey, soccer, ringette, karate, mom works hard to keep up with her two brilliantly funny children, and enjoy some quiet time with her devoted partner in the evenings. She also maintains a personal website called Crowwitch.

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