March usually doesn’t knock, but rather It pushes the door wide open. Letting the fridgid air of winter out and the fresh breeze of spring in .
The wind comes in loud, sharp, and unapologetic. It rattles bedroom windows and it bends naked tree branches. March reminds us that winter never leaves quietly and beneath that departure the daffodils are being awoken.
This morning brings us the full moon of March, the Worm moon. At 5:04 Chicago time a lunar eclipse begins. It peaks around 5:30 and finishes at 6am.
Today is National Anthem Day. A moment where we are supposed to stand a little straighter and remember who we are and remember who paid the price for us to be here.
Like the March wind, our anthem can feel uncomfortable. It calls you to attention and demands respect.
We live in a time where comfort is king. Where silence is easier than conviction. Where it’s simpler to sit than to stand, but growth doesn’t come from still air.
The wind doesn’t apologize for blowing. The daffodil doesn’t complain about being shaken awake. Let the anthem remind you.
Let the wind strengthen your roots instead of testing your patience.
March is here and the madness is loud. The season is changing whether we are ready or not.
Stand up and be stirred. Be proud of yourself and the country you live in.
