There are many ways to calculate the first day of spring. The calendar says it is March 21st. Spiritually some may say it is Easter, the Resurrection of Jesus from the dead. I heard a weatherman on TV say that weatherpersons have their own way meteorically to calculate spring. For me the green of spring came today, March 17th, St. Patrick’s Day.
For one thing it is the second warm and sunny day in a row, something we have not seen for a long time. Also today was the first day this year that I worked up a sweat working in the garden, and came in and took a shower. As I was raking the leaves up in the garden I could see green sprouts coming up. The ground, although still frozen, was a rich and loose black on top. I spotted a few worms below the leaves had survived the winter. The birds were singing in the tree next door, the same old song asking me to once again fill up the bird feeder. Also I changed the flag on the pole in front of the house to a flowery one to Welcome Spring.
Now that spring is finally here it is time, at least for me, to draw back into the silence in my self. My spirits, like seeds, needs to be buried in the warm ground of my soul, to take root so it can spring, like the plants into the sun and air all around.
St. Patrick’s Day being the first day of spring in my world was a happy coincidence. St. Patrick’s day means green beer and also means wearing the green.
So in the silence of this season of Lent, time of repentance, we bring out the green, work in the garden and welcome spring.
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