I saw this Reblogged, and reading it knew to Reblog it myself.
What a beautiful poem to appreciate the last of winter (when so many of us want Winter to have already melted into Spring), and to welcome the coming season.
Happiness is a romp in a fresh spring snow.
Suspended energy, frozen in its path.
Not stuck – merely stopped a while in place before going on.
A contemplative moment in time.
Emotional burdens break free; sometimes released one drip at a time, or a cathartic dropping of layers into the oneness, washed clean.
In stillness; creative opportunities existing in the waters of our own being come alive. Dreams awaken and are found to be valid and sound.
Ideas taking form; waiting to reconnect to fluidness and the feminine aspects of life. Creative, intuitive imaginative powers poised for action.
Water adjusts to its environment; shaping, shifting. We learn to adjust to change, to become adaptive to the flow of life, while at the same time knowing where and when to make ripples.
A junco, warm in his feathery down, serenely confident in his ability to find food beneath the…
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Intuitive Voyage 
Thank you for coming by my site, and thanks so much for reblogging Spring Snow! Your blog looks very interesting.
Mary
Thank you, its my journey of spirituality. By no means am I a guru, but I sometimes like to write my thoughts.