A flock of geese cut across my piece of sky as I walked into work this morning after five days away. Five days wrapped in a hermit’s cocoon of fatigue, an illness that bubbles up from the very place where body meets spirit, where mind confuses physical and emotional realities. I am left to piece together whether it is more a sickness of the soul or if I can fall back on the diagnosis that can be found in a typical physician’s handbook. What is really lying in wait – a series of dark nights that I must withstand or a virus in my bloodstream?
The geese were flying northeast, finding signs of an approaching spring that sent them over and beyond what still might look to be a hopelessly icy Hudson River.
And so, there are always signs of return and the recovery of the sort of life that is enjoyed in warmer and sunnier times. And so I am grateful that I remembered to turn my face up to see nature’s messengers and wait for my own internal messengers to reveal their secrets.
The Girl Who Cried Epiphany 
Do you know, Dear Marisa, that the Age Of Aquarius began on Valentine’s day 2009? The planetary alignments sung of by the 5th Dimension, back in the days of the musical “Hair”, actually happened 2 days ago.
I tell you this to assure you, it is a spiritual cleansing you are working through, in the guise of a physical one. Because you are so intuned to the vibration of Love, whatever is not of love in your system seeks now to be purged. Love is a purifier. It is also the healer. You are now more shiny. And even more useful to the Universe at large. 🙂
xo
many blessings, rest, comfort and unfoldings to you.
You had me at “my piece of sky”. Somehow that phrase struck a nerve for me.
Wishing you the blessed assurance that spring will come.
The simple beauty of nature can bring a sense of healing to the mind. Spring is coming to save us all.
jj