Recalibrating Into Spring
A Self Callout
Come the end of January, I was honestly so damn proud of myself! I had finally done it! I had gotten hold of my winter depression and CRUSHED it this winter. I cleaned. I cooked. I created. I stayed connected. I should have stayed humble because what happened next was a condensed, even more intense version of my personal winter blues.
I know I’ve talked about it some, but this February and March have been unlike anything I have experienced since end of high school, first couple years of college. I know about my winter depression. I have known since I was old enough to know, and that’s all in thanks to my dad who has always been very, very open about his.
As I write this, it is Ostara. It is a day of rebirth. It is the Pacific Northwest so it’s cold, wet, and dreary. HAPPY SPRING! That being said, I am feeling a deep shift in my body, my mind, my heart, my energy, and I am ready to rebirth myself yet again.
Rebirth seems to be my only consistent lesson in life. Both my first and middle name can mean rebirth/born again. I have a Scorpio stellium, and I am one of those generational Scorpio Plutos. Persephone is my goddess of choice. Death is the card of Scorpio. The Tower the card of Mars (Scorpio’s original planet). Rebirth is really and truly written in the stars for me.
I am in the process of reading The Witching Year by Diana Helmuth. Honestly, I had a bad attitude when I started it 2 days ago. I rolled my eyes and grumbled about “It’s always the rich girls…,” and while I’m not wrong, I am going to rescind my judgmental snark and say that this is an objectively good memoir. It’s relatable, especially if you’re a White woman on the racial and social justice path (lots of blunders and internal struggles that are really funny to hear out of others’ mouths when you’ve experienced the same thoughts/struggles).
Mainly what I am getting out of it is that I need to get back to my spiritual work. As I said earlier, February and most of March have been rough, and intensely unproductive. Listening to this book is reminding me how important a daily, intentional practice is to me. So, on this day, this spring equinox, Ostara, I am recommitting myself to my practice. No more excuses.
I ended up not pulling cards for a year ahead reading for myself (that should have been indicator #1 that I wasn’t ok), but even without that, I feel like the 8 of Pentacles has been calling for many moons. I am leaving an 8 of Cups year, and I think the 8 of Pentacles is where I am now… even without pulling a card.
I had a lot of goals in January. I am still interested in those goals. I have a couple more to add. Maybe even one or two to take away. On this gray, cold, wet day, I am committed to the cleansing energies of the spring rain so that I can again find the time, energy, and desire to invest in myself.
I have definitely begun to honor divine timing. This book, this message on this day feels right, and I am taking heed. I also see this as the perfect timing because in the Discord group coaching, we are working with Persephone and the energies of spring. These seeds aren’t what I expected, but who am I to tell a goddess no?
What is currently blooming in your life, OR what seeds are being planted?
Wishing you well this week! May your life offer what you need in this moment.
With love,
Aventurine ✨
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