I went to a St. Paul’s Unity UU Church last night for their "Soulful Sundown" where the topic was "Coming of Spring: Awakening the Senses." It was a pure delight, we walked through each of our senses and our appreciation for them and the memories and stirrings each can create.

For example:
Scent: your mother’s perfume, a street in Barcelona, fresh cut grass
Taste (what do you crave): chocolate, peanut butter (when you’ve been abroad for a long while), warm garden strawberries.
Touch: the wrinkles in your hands, digging in the dirt, touching the hair on the head of a child
Sound: live songbirds, coffee brewing, waterfalls, a push lawnmower
Sight: birds in flight, cats licking themselves, kids at play, taffy machines.

What do your senses tell you about Spring?

I was awoken this morning by the birds - and those who have been reading this for a while know what that means.

I went for my walk around my lake. I had commented last night at the Soulful Sundown that this was the first time in my life that I remember really hearing songbirds. I now know exactly what a cardinal sounds like. Yay! But, as I walked down the steps in to the early dawn morn, I smelled the city waking up, and the chitter chatter of the birds and realized - I know this sensation. I’ve had it before. . . . when I used to deliver newspapers on the early weekend morns of childhood. I remember then listening to the songbirds and the life within the fabric of the city stirring. What happened to that awareness to make it be forgotten for 25 years. hmm.

Stress, appropriateness, our western way of thinking, dismissing the natural in exchange for the new nifty gadget or technology. hmm.

What are they calling you to do, to be, to see, to touch, to taste, to experience?
Who will you share it with today?