The New Year for me begins not in January, but on the day spring finally arrives, regardless of what the calendar says.
How do we know it's spring? It's not when the dawn chorus returns or the clocks spring forwards. It's not when the winter duvet is packed away for another year or fledgling daffodils appear. Rather, it's a change in the air that can be tasted. It's a lightness in our steps and a looseness in our shoulders, as we tune into rebirth in the natural world, shake of our winter weeds and drink in optimism.
It's a time to refresh our yoga practice, too: maybe buy a new mat, sign up with another teacher or re-read the Yoga Sutras. How do you celebrate spring?
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