Forgiveness

I often wax poetic about how Spring is a time of birth and/or regrowth for me, but I've come to realize it's also a time of forgiveness.  Yes, forgiveness.

Why? How?

I'll try to explain.

When Old Man Winter's white coat disappears, all those things it was hiding suddenly reappear. You see the deteriorating detritus of last Autumn's glorious colors, the long lost garden hoe that never made it into winter storage, the remnants of the kitchen scrap heap that the dogs and chickens have long since turned their noses (and beaks) up at, and the missing double stroller slinks out of it's hiding place. There's sticks and stones and dirt and leaves and (in my case) dead animal bones from some unfortunate creature the dogs found in the woods or the neighbor's fish gut/deer bone pile.  Yes, there's all this unapologetic MESS around us.

But Miss Spring is forgiving. She sends up little green blades of grass that before long are high enough to hide that muck and mess. She uses those old mouldering leaves as rich mulch that nourishes the acorns so new little trees can sprout. She warms the days so the garden hoe and double stroller no longer just lay about but are put to good and steady use.  She doesn't care that this messy world is there as Old Man Winter's snowbanks melt away. No, she just happily whistles with the songbirds as she rolls up her sleeves and gets to work with her own version of 'Spring Cleaning'.

And for me, Spring is a time for me to reflect on my own life and do some Spring Cleaning of my own.  I find it's easier to get in touch with friends I have lost contact with, rid myself of doubts and worries that plagued me all Winter long, and forgive myself for things maybe I could/should/would have done better.  I shake out my mental rug and try to shake the 'what ifs' with it.

Maybe it has something to do with the meaning behind Easter (which to me is the ultimate story of forgiveness) or maybe it's just this lightness and newness of the season as everything begins anew or maybe it's just a time for my own personal reflection.  I don't know.

Whatever the reason, it's there.

I know I feel lighter and newer myself when I let go of that hurt and anger.  Can you think of anyone to forgive in your own life? Even if they don't know that they've made you mad or hurt your feelings? Let it go and forgive. It's that easy.

Then sit back and enjoy the fresh, new Spring with a lighter spirit and a happier heart.