This is not a time of year noted for beauty--especially in Minnesota, and especially in the city. The sun and sound of running water in the storm drains hold the promise of spring, but the ice is slow to recede and often what it reveals isn't pretty.
But still, it is receding. And layers are being shed by earth and human alike--we are all emerging from winter. It seems like a good time to reverse the winter trend of curling in, hunching forward and conserving heat. To stretch open and back, slowly at first, cracking the ice and opening the heart. Anchor the pelvis and lengthen the spine, raising the crown of the head high and expanding the ribs. Let the sure and certain knowledge that spring is coming and the sap is rising take you up and back, heart to the sky.
(and even in the muck and ice there is beauty to be found)
But still, it is receding. And layers are being shed by earth and human alike--we are all emerging from winter. It seems like a good time to reverse the winter trend of curling in, hunching forward and conserving heat. To stretch open and back, slowly at first, cracking the ice and opening the heart. Anchor the pelvis and lengthen the spine, raising the crown of the head high and expanding the ribs. Let the sure and certain knowledge that spring is coming and the sap is rising take you up and back, heart to the sky.
(and even in the muck and ice there is beauty to be found)

