As we impatiently await spring’s arrival (Eastern and Midwestern readers, I feel your pain), there’s a word that embodies this change of season for me every year: Inspirited. Def: to infuse with spirit.
In the last few weeks of a hard winter, it’s almost impossible to imagine the green new life of spring. But—surprise!—it shows up again every year, just before we give in to despair. Isn’t the in-spirit of our Earth amazing?
"Wakan, Wakan, every creature
wakan, Wakan, every rock.
Tuku Skanskan, time surrounds you
From sacred Earth we send our voices.”