Spring is a time for change, for awakening after a long dark time. Easter, among other things, is a celebration of that awakening. A long time ago, the new year happened in April, not January. It seems fitting that the new year begin in April, in spring, in the time of new beginnings for the whole world (my apologies to the southern hemisphere). A time of change all around seems like a good time for new year’s resolutions, too.
I have scraps of songs and sayings and poems running through my head:
Be the change you want to be in the world. (Ghandi)
When your heart is in a holy place (a hymn by the same name)
Go with your love to the fields. (Wendell Berry)
I cannot tell you what they all mean, but I feel myself growing and changing with the spring.