I was thinking the other day about I much I love the Earth.
I remember planting a garden as a child, digging into the black earth, placing the purple flowers in the holes I dug, and patting the earth around them, feeling so proud.
I remember lying in a snowdrift in my snowsuit watching the sun sparkle on the snow itself, cold but happy.
I remember walking in the fall, the air windy and crisp, with a boyfriend- the first one I "liked" and feeling high as a kite, then lying in the brilliant leaves, watching the clouds together.
Now it is raining, the rain we all need so much- it sounds like heaven- flowing, cleansing, movement!- hopeful the green will rise again.
Goddess, we are lucky to be alive!