Today’s cosmic performance presents the much-anticipated Spring Equinox and an emerging super-moon all in one over-stuffed celestial piñata, featuring a super-sized moon rising in the east exactly as the sun sets in the west.
How is that for a sweet harmonic convergence? Splitting the day exactly in half for us, to the very minute. A perfectly divided candy bar; offered by a heavenly parent that understands how important it is to get those pieces cut just right.
A day of perfect balance followed by a season of new growth and increased light. Woo Hoo! That’s my kind of party!
Unfortunately, I can’t suck a hard candy for more than five seconds, so I’m all about beating the crap out of that piñata to get to the sweet stuff before even considering the “balanced” part.
Fast forward the balance! Cue the baby bunnies! Bring on those bees! I want eggs in baskets and new blooms. I want sprouting and pollinating and fresh greens. Upward moving energy! Growth! More sunshine! While I’m making these demands, let’s throw in a skipping rope, road chalk and some bubbles! And of course, a desert super-bloom!
Before I can be spun three full times, I’m teetering in a daze, bat in my clenched hand and chocolate dripping from my chin. Candy wrappers spinning around me like I just survived a Kansas tornado. I suck at delayed gratification. I want the sweet stuff and I want it now.
Everything about today asked me to consider balance. Everything.
In truth, I’d much rather be thinking about bunnies and bees.
Mostly because I’m not great a balance. Balance is the whack-a-mole of my day to day existence. It takes a lot of mental energy to strike it rich in the balance market and I sometimes make really poor investment decisions.
I think of my food behaviour. That image of me with a piñata bat? Not a metaphor. How do I balance food choices when addiction and poor impulse control dominate? I think about meat-eating, and find another imbalance. How do I balance “what feels right” for my body vs “what feels right” for my intellect? Especially when I don’t always trust my intellect on this one either.
Every day I work to balance time experiencing this life vs. time considering what I have experienced. How do I tell the difference between tedious navel gazing and insightful reflection??!
I consider the odd state of wanting a “home” to call my “own” and wanting a “not-home” that is everywhere. The tug between being in the nest, and flight.
I acknowledge the ever-changing shifts between wanting and needing time alone and also needing time in community and with special people. How easy it is to tip the scale into either isolation or immersion.
I think of the ever-present experience on the road, of balancing between Moving and Staying. Coming and Going.
I feel the battle between wanting to remain in the safety of my inner world, vs. the discomfort of learning more about the outside world.
So, today I spend a bit of time reflecting on what is at the heart of this day called Equinox. How fleeting it is, this moment that we hang in perfect balance in the cosmos. How after this moment of balance, it will be natural to spring.
Heck, the entire cosmos gives it just a few moments every few months, the rest of the year busy with growth one way or another!
Maybe I over-value this thing called balance. Maybe it’s the Libra in me, insisting on it. Maybe it’s ok to be a bit out of whack sometimes and I need to relax a little.
I smile and scan the desert for more baby bunnies.