Exquisite Equinox

I have to confess, I find equinoxes gasp-worthy.

They feel like a moment of time-out-of-time twice each year, offering us a day of dynamically balanced light and dark. It always feels to me like they’re the earth’s way of creating space so we can rest and gather before moving into the next cycle of seasonal rhythms.

It’s as if the earth is teaching us the true meaning of balance.

Like what we feel when we inhale and hold a few seconds before we exhale, or awaken and pause a few moments before we burst into movement. A sweet moment of appreciation for what was, what is, and what will be, all wrapped up in a sacred pause.

Even the scientific explanation seems to agree, “An equinox occurs when the plane of Earth’s Equator passes the center of the Sun. At that instant, the tilt of Earth’s axis neither inclines away from nor towards the Sun…The subsolar point crosses the equator, moving northward at the March equinox and southward at the September equinox.” (emphasis mine) TFODE

Not only are we balancing between two seasons – this March equinox heralds the edge between winter and spring in the northern hemisphere, and summer and autumn for southern hemisphere ecosystems – but the hemispheres are balanced between two sides of the same phenomenon.

The everyday balance of day and night nestles into the fluid balance between seasons nestles into the global balance of hemispheric weather patterns. Living system within living system, eternal rhythms playing out, and we have the consciousness with which to experience this in all of its complex beauty.

See what I mean? Gasp-worthy.

I can understand why so many past and current civilizations celebrate them. And why I feel a primal longing to clear space in my life on each equinox to notice. To notice the earth’s rhythms. To notice what’s moving in my own life. To notice rising ideas, insights and creative impulses in the spring, and deepening, slowing, shedding urges in the autumn. To notice what feels like the most sacred and celebratory way to mark this great cyclical pause each time it happens.

This spring, it’s with an outpouring of poetry….

Exquisite Equinox


by mist

muted sunlight glow

I squat on the ground…



rich decay

soil dark and ready

damp cool promise

under my hand
withered peas in a line


to be pressed

into the earth



for her


fingers delve

peas submerged

soil smoothed


the air is pregnant with rain


and me…

I’m pregnant

with wonder

at the courage

of the peas


in time

gentle birth

each tender leaf

pulling free

stretching sunward

suffused with strength


and me…

following where they lead

pushing through

the weight

of 53 years of



shaking myself free

stretching sunward

taking the same risk

as the peas

hoping to taste

as sweet

to the world


4 Replies to “Exquisite Equinox”

  1. I’ve never thought about the equinox as being “gasp-worthy” but I do now! Lovely post. I have been so out of balance lately that I intend to take time on this remarkable day and tune in to all that is around me. I want to take note of all I have to be thankful for and extend gratitude to the universe for placing me on such an amazing course for learning. A painful, but nonetheless enlightening journey. I will be noticing what feels sacred right along side you Tracie. xo


  2. Tracie, what a powerful poem. When you wrote about shaking it off, I imagined you standing in a forrest with water cascading all around you then suddenly just doing a dance to ‘shake it off’…

    You are a brilliant teacher to all. Thank you!!!


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