Spring Cleaning for the Heart and Soul

29 Mar

風鈴 Wind chimes, display in street in front of ...

風鈴 Wind chimes, display in street in front of shop, Nagano, Japan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

For me Winter is a time to pull back from outside activity. With traditional holidays behind me, shopping, decorating, rounds of parties and eating, January is welcomed and  I settle into a semi hibernation.  I do it well and could probably give bears some instruction on the art of hibernation.

At first it’s so great. Snuggling down into the couch, under the old crocheted blanket, steaming coffee resting on the end table at my side, cooking casseroles and hearty soups, this urban minded woman turns her suburban home into a cabin in the woods.
My cabin in the woods has HD TV and Internet.  All the creature comforts one could ask for.  Yes, I keep in touch with the outside world, but as the weeks go by my own company, opinions, and eccentricities become the norm. To some extent, this is ok.  But eventually without the stimulation of face to face friends and real-time adventures I become static and stale.  I long for Spring.

To remove that Houseatosis from my surroundings I wait for that first fifty degree day in order to turn down the heat, and throw open the windows, even for just a little while.  I want that promising  fresh wind to blow through the house and bring with it the promise of a new season.  It’s a joy to see the curtains sway and the wind chimes sing with each breeze.  It awakens me.

Just as I revel in the annual Spring ritual of cleaning up and out, the act reminds me to remove the cobwebs from my mind.  Seek out the dusky corners for petty grudges and dated ideas.  Review all the habits I developed during the long winter and toss away those that do not work in advancing the betterment of my life and loves.  Its time to reestablish those connections with all the people I call friends.  Stop waiting for a phone call and punch in their numbers on my own cell.

As I turn up my face to catch the March sun I feel not only the warmth, but the exuberance it bathes me in.  I want to greet the Spring with a smile and a bounce in my step.  I want to write, sing and do the Harlem Shake.  It really is time for rebirth of my Heart and Soul.

I need to wrap this up now and get about the elation of Spring Cleaning.

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