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There is something about the early spring snowstorms that I love. Yes, there is snow. It is cold. Ferocious winds blow. The trees bend and branches whip around. The accumulation gathers, layering upon the tiny snowdrops and crocus flowers while the tulips and daffodils question if it is time to breach the surface. Yet, as the last flakes of the storm fall silently, there is something else that moves through the storm. It empowers the birds to continue to sing. It moves the cold, grey sky to give way to a warm pink and hopeful blue. The energy is different with a spring snow. Although the winter wails and shakes with its last breaths and clutching claws, grasping tightly to its waning power, there is a cracking that takes place. Through it, something emerges. It roars and demands our attention. It is the energy that helps to crack winter’s ice. It is the gurgling of the waters breaking free from beneath it. Tiny bubbles of air dance behind the glossy glass-like surface. Moving, they seek each other out. One by one they gather, growing in size. Gently, they are reminding us to take that deep breath to allow ourselves the energy to break free and feel the possibilities of what can be when we allow the cycles and rhythms to move as they must.