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In this season of springtime, it is helpful to remember to breathe, enjoy the reminders of impermanence and know that every day, along with everything else, we begin anew.
Whatever makes you glad to be alive - do that, whenever you can.
📅 Next Sessions:
- Online: Tuesday, April 1st, 7 PM ET
- In-Person: Thursday, April 3rd, 7 PM ET 185 Lincoln St. Suite 300, Hingham (Crow Point Pizza Plaza)
This Week's Focus: Spring
Key Points:
· Spring is an auspicious time that can be spiritually inspiring.
· The energy of spring is an energy of renewal, energy of fresh starts, and energy that says plant your seeds.
· The world offers perennial renewal, in the grass that pushes itself up between the cracks in the sidewalk, in the end of every torrential rain storm and in every newly planted window box, in every unexpected revolution, with each new morning's light. The unstoppable spirit of renewal is in you. Trust it, learn that it flows through you and all of life.
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“The first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.”— S. Brown
Join our community and rediscover your inner peace.
All levels welcome!
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SPRING
In Case I Forget to Say It Enough
Thank you for this day made
of wind and rain and sun and the scent
of old-fashioned lilacs.
Thank you for the pond and the slippery tadpole
and the wild iris that opened beside the pond
last week, so pale, so nearly purple, their stems already flagged and bent.
Thank you for the yellow morels hiding in the field grass,
the ones we can only see when we are already on our knees.
And thank you for the humming
that rises out of the morning as if mornings
are simply reasons to hum.
What a gift, this being alive, this chance to encounter the world.
What a gift, this being a witness to spring—
spring in everything.
Spring in the way that we greet each other. Spring in the way the golden eagle
takes to the thermals and spirals up to where
we can barely see the great span of its wings.
Spring in the words we have known
since our births. Like glory. Like celebrate.
May the freshness of spring bring forth our compassion and love.
