The first day of spring has abruptly hit our calendars. Although, to be honest . . . physically it’s still winter where I’m at. Which is why I’m flash backing to my weekend in Miami for the Veuve Clicquot Carnaval, where I wore an outfit of mostly white whilst getting lost in a sea of palm trees. This sort of setting can make one forget that they just came from somewhere of quite the opposite environment. The idea of spring break, the way I have interpreted it to be as an adult, is something very special. It has become a continuous clean out of things and thoughts throughout the season. My wardrobe gets bared down as I pick through pieces to give to friends, donate or sell to Crossroads. My routine involves a lot more mindful thinking and reflection over my daily actions, the people of my life, and how I can make it all simply better. Like how my wardrobe begins to dwindle during this time of the year, the time that I put aside for personal creative projects, reading and even giving some rest to my endlessly spinning mind, increases dramatically. The first hint of spring is a sudden recharge for me. All of a sudden I am looking for ways to clean house, to bare down my rituals, to give my mind and body some time to reset. I hit the gym more regularly, taking my sweet time through my movements . . . focusing on every single one of them while at the same time feeling extremely at ease. Even the food that I put into my body gradually becomes more clean and simple. I begin to crave bright and green food because I like the idea of fueling my body as opposed to weighing it down. I begin to want to feel light and energetic at all times, like the clothes I am able to wear when the weather gets warmer. The layers are gone, and the thoughts in my mind seem less heavy, as well. Maybe it’s all the years I’ve spent talking myself into behaving and thinking this way when spring begins its process of sprung-ness, but whatever I have done, it has worked in my favor. My looser ends leftover from winter seem to find themselves tying up tight and resolved. And I feel nurtured by the simplicity of what is around me. Organized and uncluttered. There is no more room for what is unnecessary. I prefer the company of just a few people who I am closest with . . . the one’s that mean the most to me are the ones I want to share the warm days and complementing conversation with. I’m less social in the spring than I am in the summer, but I feel even less alone this way. It’s interesting now saying. Even just the act of sitting on my yellow velvet couch that I love and writing this blog post is enough to fill my heart with joy. When spring starts, it’s like starting over after dipping in extremely cold water and then lying in a room at perfect body temperature and having it lullaby me to sleep. Work feels less of an effort, and more passion infused all over again. Passionate but without the rush of time. These are just my little thoughts on how I’m feeling right now, on this first day of spring. I’m trying hard to keep track of them all, but at the same time I want to just let them run their course without endless observation. I guess what I was trying to get with this blog post is that what I want the most out of a spring is the accomplishment of balance. Keeping just the important things, just a few, and giving each full attention and focus. And the fact that wearing mostly all white feels just right at this time, well that’s reason enough to be content.
Happy first day of spring lovelies. I hope this post inspires you to dress like that slate you want to fill in the upcoming months. And to find some time to declutter the places in your life that need some rethinking and refreshing.
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