Are Your Britches Getting Too Tight, Too Small?
I love spring. It is one of those times of year where everywhere you look is hopeful. The trees are budding, wildlife is multiplying, people and animals, stretching their arms and legs and waking from their winter set. There is this feeling of everything being light, and the time change helps everything stay light longer during our daily, waking hours. So that helps. But spring, even without considering daylight savings time as part of the equation, is a pleasant passageway to a simple, light truth. There are a lot of things to learn from each season. In spring, when the air feels cleaner and light, when love feels nearer and hopeful, like all you see around you, that is the time to begin moving. One would think that fall would be the time; however, fall would be the last of the movement and scurry, the tail end, the last drop. Winter is sitting, subtle movement, and summer is surrender and passion, movement in the thick, which can be fast or slow depending on the day and what ha