March
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
We get our name for this month from the Roman god, Mars. In addition to being the god of war, he is an agricultural protector. Mars is distinguished by his virility, in our case applied to the strength needed for change. March is a month of transformation and growth. Late season snow storms are common where we live. Yet it is also the month when I throw open windows and doors to welcome in the fresh spring air. March is ripe with hope and possibility, potential and imagination. We are ready to shed the heaviness of winter and dance in the growing sunlight.
Birth Customs of March
March Flower
Before the winter snow has cleared,
The handsome daffodil appeared
A jaunty cap upon his head
Pronouncing winter now has fled.
March Zodiac
With Pisces does cold March begin
Which calls us to our reckoning
Then the cycle starts anew
As Aries brings things into view
March Stone
By her who in fair March was born
Aquamarine shall be worn
Adorned by color pale and blue,
In all things she shall be true.
Magic of March
Correspondences
Herbs: Broom, Wood Betony, Irish Moss
Totems: Rabbit, Hedgehog, Lamb
Stones: Aqua Aura, Bloodstone
Birthstone: Aquamarine
Birth Flower: Daffodil
Celtic Trees: Ash & Alder
Nature Spirits: Merpeople & Selkies
Spellwork
Grow
Prosper
Explore
Begin
Truth
Aromatherapy
Spring Fever
3 drops Grapefruit
3 drops Geranium
2 drops Lime
Meditation
Because you are alive, everything is possible.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
Science of March
Astronomy
Name: March
Length: 31 Days
New Moon: March 6th
Full Moon: March 20th
Full Moons
Colonial American: Fish Moon
Celtic: Wind Moon
Chinese: Sleepy Moon
Algonquin: Sap Moon
Old English: Chaste Moon
Poetry for March
Dear March Come In
Dear March – Come in
How glad I am
I hoped for you before
Put down your Hat
You must have walked
How out of Breath you are
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest
Did you leave Nature well
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me
I have so much to tell
I got your Letter, and the Birds
The Maples never knew that you were coming
I declare – how Red their Faces grew
But March, forgive me
And all those Hills you left for me to Hue
There was no Purple suitable
You took it all with you
Who knocks? That April
Lock the Door
I will not be pursued
He stayed away a Year to call
When I am occupied
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come
That blame is just as dear as Praise
And Praise as mere as Blame
Written In March
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter
The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest;
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The plowboy is whooping—anon-anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
March: An Ode
Ere frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell,
and the splendor of winter had passed out of sight,
The ways of the woodlands were fairer and stranger
than dreams that fulfill us in sleep with delight;
The breath of the mouths of the winds had hardened on tree-tops
and branches that glittered and swayed
Such wonders and glories of blossom like snow
or of frost that outlightens all flowers till it fade
That the sea was not lovelier than here was the land,
nor the night than the day, nor the day than the night,
Nor the winter sublimer with storm than the spring:
such mirth had the madness and might in thee made,
March, master of winds, bright minstrel and marshal of storms
that enkindle the season they smite..
Spring Cleaning
March bustles in on windy feet
And sweeps my doorstep and my street.
She washes and cleans with pounding rains,
Scrubbing the earth of winter stains.
She shakes the grime from carpet green
Till naught but fresh new blades are seen.
Then, house in order, all neat as a pin,
She ushers gentle springtime in.
Calendar of March
