Yesterday was absolutely gorgeous here in Toronto. I can't even put into words how lovely the weather was. But I can tell you how it made me feel. Like living. Like dancing. Like walking. Like being.
I spent the afternoon walking our downtown core, perusing shops, enjoying some sushi, stopping along the way to read a book and sit quietly while the sun beat on my face and the light spring wind wooshed across my skin. Every cell in my body breathed a little sigh of relief. None of us thought this winter would ever end.
There is a lovely calm that comes from being in nature. There's something very sacred about sitting in the sun, feeling its warmth, feeling its constancy. Tears came to my eyes yesterday as I sat. I was overwhelmed by the possibility of the new that surrounded me. Spring brings forth new life. I feel new somehow. I feel reborn.