A Demi-God Welcomes Spring

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Earth's increase, foison plenty, Barns and garners never empty, Vines with clust'ring bunches growing, Plants with goodly burden bowing; Spring come to you.... CERES in Shakespeare's THE TEMPEST Now Spring arises from deep sources we trust every year to fulfill their bond with Nature. Life pours forth from there, and spreads outward into a finite distance we cannot track. For us it is simply everywhere the World as Spring. It is a story we cannot cause or stop, but we read again and again in measureless delight. With happiness so enveloping, how is it we can still have poor thoughts and find only a poverty of spirit in our lives? Let me begin my answer with green thoughts, ignoring those details which blur the real into fiction. Living in the moment is the path to joy, but abide awhile with me in the vexed world of thought before you surrender to the season. I speak to you who make yourselves my worthy companions, and help me dream this season in absolute detail. I know for certain, in one of our fluctuating futures, you will take every step by my side to fulfill our holy mission. Look - look deeply into the shimmering morning light, and know that future is now! It is not a task resolved by will or command, but by quiet participation. Spring itself is real enough, still it displays a presence, not a being. Its presence can be made continuous as we breathe its air, circulate its freshness, carry its joy to a higher plateau from which we will glimpse Eternity... That's why I call this participation a holy mission. If we, merely denizens of the surface, can summon our finest desire with total sincerity, the World itself will submit that goodness into the universal working of things. Then we, co-creators with higher powers, will have turned a presence into a being - A transient but beautiful season ensues for all to love and enjoy, and Nature thrives through our good deed. Now! I summon you to awake from this of sleep of thought that has closed your senses. I bid you to open your senses. Before you looms the Portal of Spring, a huge tree that spreads its yellow-green leaves into the yellow-green light. Just walk under its canopy and breathe freely. Cross this Portal in an instant and step into your happiness!

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