Which is not the actual moment of the equinox but actually a bit before, depending on where you are on the Earth’s surface.

And then bang: we’re off balance again.

Which is the way, come to think of it, we spend most of our lives.

What? Did the Comfort Queen just say that?

I don’t like that balance is in the sub-title of my first book.

I tweak the request when someone hires me to speak about balance.

Because balance is like the vernal equinox – it is momentary, fleeting, and it doesn’t even happen when your 7th grade science teacher told you it happens.

So why do we spend so much time trying to get balanced, be balanced, why do we set it up like the holy grail of sanity and safety?

Because it means we don’t have to be here, accepting life as it is.

It means we don’t have to acknowledge hard choices we might need to make, things, people, roles we might need to let go of.

It means we don’t have to mourn the losses of youth (remember those long days of just hanging out with your best friend doing nothing?)

It means we keep believing there is a promised land where we will finally start living our lives the way we want to because we are balanced.

Not that you believe that.

I know, I don’t either.

But boy, it is a tempting idea.

Instead, we recognize (sometimes with grace, sometimes with a bit of grumbling and soupcon of chocolate to ease our way) that we are creators and our power is inside ourselves and thus balance is a choice, a way of seeing, and not a destination to reach.

But if it was, I bought the most perfect dress yesterday to wear there, in balanced land.

I bought to wear to this wonderful benefit tomorrow night. If you live in Seattle, come and then say hi and give me a vernal hug. Not I did not say a venal hug.

P.P.S. Just a few more days until I’ll be helping you create at Kripalu. Please join me and tell a friend. I have a feeling these are going to be amazing blazing events!