April’s Benefits Arrived
with the Spring Showers
Post #78 on this blog!
Today: I stand on the edge of the END of APRIL
I begin thinking of the CHANGES this time in the cycle of life can give us. I wrote a blog post on SCAN in April 2015. I looked back at that post from 3 years ago and edited it.
April whispers, “Move on!”
Bright spring flowers flourish all around us by mid-April.
I bought a little pot of yellow tulips recently. They brightened our dining room table and made me feel happy every time I glanced at them. I am not a gardener so I enjoy buying potted plants and floral bouquets throughout the year with the changing seasons. April’s flowers sparkle with brilliance in dazzling yellow daffodils, tulips in a range from vivid red and coral, to soft pink and white. By the end of April, Pennsylvania’s grassy meadows will be covered with blankets of purple-blue violets.
Our walk home from grade school took a bit longer when I was a little girl.
Our rural home was nearly a mile from the school and we walked along a meandering path morning and afternoon. By mid-April we found the delightful blooming violets in the fields.The small, fragrant blooms beckoned my sister and me to come closer!
We forgot that we were supposed to walk directly home after school
on those long-ago spring days as we stooped down low, extended our eager hands, and began picking violets to take back home with us. The hot afternoon sun beat down on us as we gathered a fist full of the fragile delights. Once home with our treasured flowers, we put them in little glass jelly jars. Our bouquets remained in a special space on our kitchen windowsill. To this day, many decades later, I still remember the joy of small wildflowers in the house
April signaled that it is now the beginnings of new life surging in Nature.
On mornings like this one, I take leisurely walks with the dogs. I became conscious of the subtle changes today. After a long lasting winter this year, each new spring day seems especially precious as it brings warmth, sunshine, budding bushes and trees.
We forget we have several senses that give us information.
We dwell primarily on the visual stimulation and distractions. I am legally blind and the entire world is a diffusion of shadowy forms that are distorted, foggy impressions. The positive aspect of sight loss is that I am more aware of a variety of nuances I missed out on when I was fully sighted. I was too focused on looking and learning only through my eyes.
On my morning walk, I listened carefully
to low sounds of an owl singing its final notes as the sunshine brought strong light to this new day. I thought about the owl and imagined it must be celebrating the end of a fruitful night of hunting for food. It sounded content.
While the owl can settle down and relax to have a nice sleep for the day, I am just beginning my day. I breathe deeply and felt the coldness on my face and hands. My face tingled with the cold breeze and my hands reminded me they are exposed and I have not brought along a pair of gloves to warm them up on this hour-long walk.
But, I am not so concerned with the coolness of the morning today.
Instead, my thoughts move on to the meaning of spring and how each day is bringing changes to the world around me. The cold air is just right for this new day. I reach down occasionally to tell my dog, “Good Girl! Heel. Good Heel. Good Girl!.” She glances up at me, and quickly looks back at the path before her and sniffs the air. When we come to a wooded place, near an abandoned mill, I relax her leash and allow her to enjoy tramping in the winter packed leaves that lay all around the trees. She digs down into them and pushes the soggy leaves aside. She seeks direct passage to the scent that caught her attention. Eventually, I pull her back to heel position and we continue on for the second half of our morning travels. We turn the bend to head back towards home together.
I know that we often think of January as a time of new beginnings.
After all, it marks the New Year. Perhaps we might rethink this idea when we find ourselves walking in the early morning in April, with the warming of spring sunshine on our bodies. April truly is the time of new beginnings. April whispers to us, “move on!”
April affirms life and growth
We can DISCOVER, RECOVER, and REVISE our life.
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