March, we love you. You are most welcome this year. Not quite winter; not quite spring. A hinge between what was and what's about to unfold. Can you feel the shift? Even the intrepid skiers and hibernating bears among us must sense a little lift, as we turn the calendar page to a new month.
Hats off to those of you who have survived power outages, limbs in the driveway, and doors that couldn't open because a snowdrift blocked the way. Not to mention travel complications. But today, we have our collective toes on the threshold of spring.
Inhale. Hold it there. Exhale. Aaaahhhh ... beginnings. Beginnings impel us to sit up a little straighter, as we turn our chins, gladly giving our full attention ... leaning into what might be next.
Which brings me to one of my own. READ MORE