It Rained On the First Day of Spring

Spring Equinox 2025, March 20th

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It rained on the first day spring. Really there was a thunderstorm that ripped through the sky minutes after I had gotten under the safety of my cavelike home. Down it came, thunder rolling in the background. “Wait what??” I said as I turned on my heels to look through the gate. It had been a beautiful day. We’ve been enjoying a handful of warmer days since March began but the high 70s was the first of the year. Clear skies, bright smiles, and flower crowns (part of the costume of the week at work) filled my day. On the contrary I also hadn’t slept well, well it was bouts of deep sleep and intense dreaming that meant I slept but didn’t ever really rest. Dreams, messages, prophecies. I don’t know I didn’t have enough time to decipher when I woke up late that morning and ran out the door. Really it was a four back to back 3 year old dance classes, no coffee, a too big lunch, forgot my computer at home, migraine starting kind of day. All that to say, I hope you won’t be surprised that when I turned around and saw the sky dim and water splash on the concrete I was elated.

A day I had been waiting so long for and I couldn’t wait for it to be over. The first day of spring, the spring equinox, Ostara. “Ostara is a Pagan solar holiday honoring the spring’s warmth, light from the sun, and the awakening of the earth. Pagan celebrations during this holiday have themes of balance, renewal and rebirth.”¹ I resented nature for being so alive on a day I couldn’t enjoy her. Or really want to. The babbling children being picked up from daycare made me groan. I rolled my eyes at the couple walking hand in hand at the park. I was thinking of all this and how much I didn’t want to, but was going to force myself, to take a walk. But then it rained. So quickly the day everyone else seemed to revel in was stolen from them. But I was beaming with joy. Gone was my reason to take a walk. I laughed as the people scurried like mice to find shelter. Rarely have I ever been as satisfied as when the sky darkened to match my insides.

I’d felt out of touch, out of rhythm with nature, and was mad at myself for it. Mad at nature and mad at everyone else who got to enjoy the beautiful day. This didn’t feel like the renewal I’d been waiting for. So I was glad to see the rain, glad to know that maybe I wasn’t as out of sync as I felt. Maybe even nature wasn’t ready for it’s fresh start. I took off my shoes, threw down my things, and ran into the rain. Savoring the smell of fresh rain and the chill as it washed over me. Washing away all those feelings I was harboring, the anxiety, the jealousy, and cynicism.

“April showers, bring May flowers” rang in my head as I stood in the rain staring up in the sky. A familiar saying that as a May baby I always cherished. And while it isn’t April yet, it reminded me that spring isn’t just the flowers blooming. Not just the sweet feeling of mid-May when it’s warm, the flowers have opened, and you can feel all the possibilities that summer will bring on the horizon. Spring also brings a cleansing. A washing away of the crust of winter. There must first be cleanse in order for renewal. The seeds planted in winter now must be watered and given sunlight in order to grow. Things cannot grow straight out the hardened and cold ground.

Aries is many things like a leader, strong, courageous and passionate. But as the sign at the beginning of the astrological wheel it’s also birth. In order for something new to begin, somethings else must die. In order for us to bloom this spring we must first be watered. The cage of winter must be swept away. My body feasted on the storm as it came down. Taking all of the dead weight off me, while creating more fertile ground. Soaking in what spring will truly bring renewal.

1. https://www.cantonpl.org/blogs/post/celebrate-the-spring-equinox-and-ostara/#:~:text=What%20is%20Ostara?,%2C%20butterflies%2C%20rabbits%20and%20eggs.