This morning I woke up full of hope, after this last full moon has keept me up for for many hours. This month is import in my culture we celebrate the beginning of spring and also international woman's day.
So what is spring to you? What do you feel when you think of spring. Are you ready for a new beginning?
I have very good memories from my childhood about spring on the fist of March in Romania all the girl get a mărțișor
Mărțișor is an old tradition celebrated all over Romania every year, on March 1st.
The name Mărțișor is a diminutive of March (Martie in Romanian).
MartisorIt is believed that the person who wears the red and white string would enjoy a prosperous and healthy year.
According to archaeological research, the Mărțișor traces its history more than 8,000 years ago. Some ethnologists believe that the Mărțișor celebration has Roman origins, others support the theory that it is an old Dacian tradition.
MartisorIn ancient Rome, the New Year's was celebrated on the 1st of March.
March ('Martius') was named in the honor of the god Mars. Mars was not only the god of war but also the god of agriculture, which contributes to the rebirth of vegetation.
The Dacians also celebrated the New Year's on the first day of March. Ample spring celebrations were consecrated to this event.
In the old times, Mărțișor were made of small river pebbles, colored in white and red, stringed on a thread and worn around the neck. They were worn, to bring good luck and good weather, from March 1 until the first trees would bloom. When the first trees were flowering the Mărțișor were hanged on tree branches.
Nowadays, on March 1, Romanians buy silky red-white threads (șnur) tied into a bow to which a small trinket is attached and offer them to their (female) family members, friends and colleagues to show friendship, respect or admiration.
My dad used to buy my mom and I flowers and mărțișor every year, oh how I miss those times.
But this year, as I wear my red silk bracelet I celebrate the power of my roots. Our root chakra is represented by the color red. This March I invite you to do more grounding activities.
Meditate more, do some yoga, take a walk and celebrate the power of your roots. And just like a tree you can stand tall and allow the seasons to take their cours.
Now as I was saying March 8, international woman's day, 30 years ago in comunist România, it was named mothers day, wonder why?!... Mostly because In a patriarch society woman are not viewed as liders teachers, creaters of their own life. All my life I have been healing, relearning and trusting that one day as I heal, all the woman before me will be honored and have their power back.
Remember that March is is ruled by the God of War, so remember that you are a brave strong worrier even when the battles are invisible, and you are never alone.
It is OK to have bad days, good days, ok days, as long as you let them be just days.
May this beautiful season of rebirth guide you to the place that you are ment to be at.
Love and gratitude always