At the Threshold of Spring

You’ll notice how quietly it happens.The way the ground shifts.The way things begin to bloom.

Spring doesn’t charge in. It tiptoes—softening the edges, stretching the days, warming the air just enough to stir something in the soil… and in us.

This month in class, we’re exploring the Spring Equinox as a threshold. A moment of balance—light meeting dark, stillness meeting movement. The pause before what comes next.

And like the season itself, change often unfolds so subtly we don’t see it—until one day we do. A brighter sky. A different breath. A little more space inside.

In our yoga practice, I’m inviting us to attune to that rhythm. To move not for progress, but to listen. To soften. To sense.

Where are you holding on?Where are you ready to open?Can you meet this moment with curiosity, not urgency?

I’ve been sharing these words by Victoria Erickson in class:

"You won’t force it. You won’t rush it. But one day, you’ll notice—you are standing in sunlight, with a full heart and open hands again."

That’s the gift of this season. Growth that arrives gently. Not with a bang, but with a breath. A stretch toward the light.

So as we step into spring—on and off the mat—can you honour your own timing? Trust that change is already happening, even if you can’t see it yet? Let yourself soften into possibility?

This month’s practice is about awakening, not pushing. Noticing, not performing. Letting breath coax the body gently back to life.

We don’t need to bloom all at once.

We just need to keep turning toward the light.

And maybe, that’s more than enough.