May 1, 2015 What a lovely morning it is! It was pretty hot yesterday, so my room was stuffy last night. I had the windows open and my fan going, and didn’t sleep too well. But when I woke up, I heard the birds calling me to get up. It was like in Cinderella when she doesn’t want to get up to do her chores. The birds are calling to her and she mocks them, saying, “Get up. Get up, you say. Time to start another day!” A little goofy, but oh well.
Anyway, my room was cool and the breeze felt wonderful. I could hear the Mourning Doves cooing away, and the little birds singing in the trees. Some people don’t like the sound, but I love it, just like I love the sound of Blue Jays. I love when they swoop into the yard squawking away to take a drink from the birdbath or just sit in the garden. My absolute favorite birdsong is of the Red Winged Blackbird. It takes me back to living in Los Gatos when I was little, or later, when I would stay with grandma and grandpa. There was a huge willow tree next door to them and the blackbirds hung out there. It’s a beautiful sound. I don’t have them by my house, but usually you can hear them in the park or in meadows and marshes. They are totally black, but when they fly, you can spot the red dots on their open wings.
So today is May Day! I don’t think it means much to anyone anymore, but I always celebrate in my own way. May Day began as a pagan holiday, celebrating spring and fertility (for livestock, and people), and the coming of summer. In more modern times, depending on where you live, May Day often includes the crowning of a May Queen, and dancing around a Maypole. In towns and villages, planting of crops had been completed by this date and it was convenient to give the laborers a day off. Thus, it also became known as International Workers Day. In the Catholic religion, May is also the month of Mary. How convenient that Mother’s Day also falls in May! A perfect month long celebration of mothers and flowers!! May Day, May 1, to me represents springtime and sharing. Another beautiful tradition is the giving of May Baskets; small baskets of sweets or flowers, usually left anonymously on neighbor’s doorsteps. In the past, I have made May baskets and shared them with others. I haven’t done that in a long time. I really should have thought of that last week….. I threw one together today just for you!
I challenge you to celebrate the day (of course you can celebrate this any day). Go out and pick some flowers in your garden or go to the market and buy yourself a little bunch. Make a flower crown…. and wear it! Maybe do a little dance of your own! Begin the month with thoughts of being a mother, or of your own mother. Honor Mary, and Mother Earth. Have gratitude and be thankful for our blessings and the support of family and friends. It’s going to be a beautiful weekend here in the Bay Area, and hopefully where you are, too. Go outside, have a picnic, take a walk, smile till your cheeks hurt!
Happy May Day… Happy Springtime!