Today I get to revisit my sit spot. I have not been in the woods in a while, so many things have changed. Tree limbs have fallen, and everything seems to be dying. The cold is dying too, getting ready for it’s last few days of Winter. Everything is depressingly quiet and I feel a very slight emptiness around me. The birds are still give me their company, cawing as if to tell the world that “Spring is coming!” Oh, Spring. When Spring comes everything around me will live and everything will come out again, filling the small void that I feel. When Spring comes, everything that I love about my sit spot will come back to say, “Hello!” Now I feel as if nothing has died and everything is just hibernating, sleeping, waiting for their “sun” to rise. I think to myself, “Have I been hibernating?
When Spring comes, will I renew along with the Earth?” I realize that Spring means a lot more to me than it did before. Spring is a time for renewals; for new thoughts, for new feelings. A time when our world will awaken and see things not seen before. I hear the birds calling to me again. Now they are spreading a wake-up call to the world. “Wake up,” They chirp,“Spring is coming!”