I Said To The Sun, Good Mornin, Sun

Today is March the 12th, two days past the return to blessed Daylight

Savings Time. Now we have an extra hour of sunlite in the evening,

the days are getting longer, the birds are becoming active once again

as are the red squirrels & gray squirrels (no chipmunks yet). I heard

the whistle of our broadwing hawk the other day & the showy

cardinal is singing its thrilling love song.

It's Spring, Ladies and Gentlemen, the best time of the year by far for

me. I saw my 1st flowers at Bard College the other day: snowdrops,

i believe. Seasonal Affective Disorder begone; here comes the sun. I'd

love to say that i love all seasons equally but the fact is Winter makes

me tired and confused. I feel old in Winter; Spring is refreshing and

revitalizing.

There are two kinds of time: linear and circular. Linear time is what

we experience as history; it only flows one way and sometimes faster

than we want it to, much faster. This is time for the 'civilized'.

Circular time is what our ancestors experienced: Spring to Summer

to Fall to Winter to Spring again over and over, time out of mind.

This kind of time is timeless. People are born, live, have children,

grow old and die of course, but it's the same land that housed their

ancestors, the same seasonal round that comes and goes and comes

and goes.

The Chinese have a saying: Happy the people who have

no history. The Original People had no history; history only came

with the Europeans, who cd not get rid of their own history, so

they traveled to the New World to lose themselves and wound up

lost. But it's possible, still, to regain that sense of time of the ances-

tors, by going outside every day and spending some time checking

out the weather and the season. Weather is our Mother's emotions;

by being affected by the weather we sow a relationship with the

Earth, Gaea. There is nothing deeper than this.