Finally, spring

We had a beautiful weekend here, and it was so nice to get outside and not have to wear a jacket. The grass is green, flowers are blooming, robins are singing on my lawn, and I could go on and on with this spring crap. I get the whole Easter thing now. I mean, I am not theologically on the same page as Christianity, but I understand celebrating death and resurrection, waiting and rebirth. I resonate with this each spring. In fact, I have these animal spirit cards (and you sigh and point me in the direction of the new age bookstore), and yesterday I pulled a card that had a turtle on it that said Mother Earth. And I was like, no, don't get all environmentalist on me, animal cards, but when I bothered to read the interpretation of the card, it said that the turtle lays her eggs in the sand, and then the baby turtles are "born again" as they hatch out of the eggs and come out of the sand. It said that this card means rebirth, that I am primed for a rebirth. I have been saying this word a lot over the past few days, and I wonder so much what is waiting to be born in me.