March - Roaring in like the lion and exiting as the lion

March is certainly going against the grain this year. Coming in like a lion and going out like a lion. But that’s not the way it's supposed to be according to folklore we protest. It is either meant to come in like a lion then go out like a lamb. Or come in like a lamb then go out like a lion. It is not meant to come in the same way it goes out. 

Yet this year it has decided to roar on its way in and roar on its way out. Upsetting us. Making us wonder what is going on. Making us wonder what Mother Nature is trying to tell us. What the Universe is trying to show us.

Is it trying to let us know that there are no real expectations? No real predetermined way of being unless we impose it upon ourselves. Unless we allow ourselves to be what others expect us to be rather than being who we are. That folklore is folklore based on tales of the past and hence is static whereas life is meant to be dynamic – no patterns, no expectations,  just as it is meant to be. Changing, adapting with the times.

That sometimes what we expect to happen won’t and was never meant to be. That what is happening right here, right now in this moment is what is meant to happen regardless of what was predicted or what we believed was meant to happen.

The day started out so beautifully yesterday. Perfect almost but as it progressed, I could feel the tension in the air. Like the calm was dueling with the storm. Like the air pressure could not figure out what it was meant to do. A heaviness gradually replaced the lightness of the air. I could taste the change coming and see it as well as the cloudless bright day gave way to a muggy cloudy late afternoon /evening.

By the time nightfall came, the winds had picked up considerably. And I initially thought but it can’t be because March had come in like a lion so it can’t possibly go out like a lion. But it did, is and is showing me that sometimes we are meant to be turned upside down, inside out to see that life can change in an instant. That we can change in an instant. That we have to be adaptable. Grateful for every change that comes our way. Every upset that comes our way because we are being moved to where we are meant to be. Ushered into ourselves and the more we resist, the more lost we become. The more we accept what is, the easier our path becomes.

We are being asked to accept the challenge of the unknown. Treasure the shift in the atmosphere. Because folklore is based on the past, meant to guide us but not to determine us. And so I look upon this odd set of weather patterns that are happening everywhere as an omen to be free to be who I am meant to be. To go with the flow. To remember what has happened in the past but not let it dictate what is coming for me. To not get bogged down by folklore. To be who I am meant to be. To be what feels comfortable for me. Regardless of what is projected for me. To reject what does not feel right and embrace what does.

Thank you March for blowing in with force. Roaring like the lion you are. For waking me up to accept that life will sometimes surprise us in the best of ways by the way you are taking us out of your month with your last roar and mighty blow. Roaring in like the lion and exiting like the lion because you can and did. Bellowing to us to go with the flow as you blow out all preconceived notions of what was to make way for what is. Namaste.