A short while ago, I stood out on our back patio with my first cup of morning coffee, watching the full Moon set towards the bay.

Today marks the Vernal Equinox — that point where night and day are of equal lengths — which also marks the beginning of spring.

I am up much earlier than usual, because a close friend of Mrs. Denmarkguy's — what one might call a *"sister-by-choice"* — is getting married today, and it's a morning wedding. Mrs. Denmarkguy — being among other things a Minister — is officiating. 

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*The Equinox full Moon at 6:50 this morning...*

## *Endings... and Beginnings*

I remember many Moons ago *(see what I did, there...?)*, one of my spiritual Teachers pointing out that we tend to mourn endings because something is *"over,"* but whereas this is true, most *"ending points"* are also *"starting points."*

*"When you walk through an old door and CLOSE it behind you, it also means that you just stepped into a NEW space,"* was the analogy she was fond of using.

Sometimes changes are very slow, sometimes they are quite sudden... but they tend to be about opportunity and new horizons.

As I sipped my coffee, I reflected on the fact that *less than a week ago,* I was quietly pondering whether this winter would *ever* end, as it was still near freezing, and remnants of our February *"Snowpocalypse"* were still lingering, a month later. 

And yet? Yesterday, spring arrived with a vengeance, as the sun was out and the afternoon high touched 73 (23 Celsius) for a while.

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## *Changes*

Mrs. Denmarkguy's friend — *who has been both a friend and a pervasive thorn in our side, as sisters are prone to be* — getting married is just one of many endings and beginnings that seem to be presenting themselves.

In a few months, she will be moving a couple of states away, and her "high maintenance presence" will fade.

Meanwhile, in a few months we will also be closing down our small retail shop here in town; a venture we'd hoped would contribute to our lives, but which *(for a number of unnamed reasons)* turned out to be a constant *drain,* rather than a contributions.

With that ending, we stop being *"shopkeepers,"* and I return to being an editor and proofreader, while Mrs. Denmarkguy will be opening and overseeing the opening and initial operation of a friend's *"Cannabis Café."*

Although these changes feel sad and even painful in some ways, at least they offer a solution (of sorts) to the lingering question of how we were going to be able to pay the property taxes on our home... which we have been at risk of losing to tax foreclosure. We're by no means *"out of the woods"* yet, but at least there is a glimmer of hope. 

There is also sadness, at the realization that our dreams of self-made independence — however sincere — were *not enough* to make it in this world of ours. Perhaps that's overly melodramatic and should instead read: *"dreams can only be turned into commercial ventures if they overlap with a substantial number of other people's desires."*

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## *Marking Points on a Curve*

It's funny how these days; these *"points of time,"* tend to be arbitrary constructs... yet we "mark" them as *moments* where something happened; something *changed.*

Maybe "points" are just an inherent part of our psyches... something to refer back to: *"I stopped smoking when I broke my arm,"* and such things.

So this morning I found myself "marking" the Equinox as a *"turning point"* to represent a number of ongoing change processes, perhaps because it offered me a measure of comfort to think of these as having *"before"* and *"after"* states.

And maybe that's more than just a *figure of speech:* After all, there *does* come a very real moment in which we tip from being 49.9% done with something to being 50.1% done with something... and it allows us to say *"Oh, I'm more than halfway there!"*

And right now?

It *finally* feels like we are *"more than halfway there"* with a number of ongoing struggles that have given us moments of despair, desperation and even depression.

Have a beautiful day!

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