With the arrival of springtime at Northwestern comes an infectious energy that seems to race through the dorms and buildings on campus, pulling students outside all over campus.
However, Mother Nature is not always so cooperative. For example, our first taste of spring weather a couple weeks ago was quickly followed by a literal blizzard that left us with nearly 10 inches of snow… Leaving all of us spring fever-smitten Northwestern students trapped inside with excess amounts of energy.
The rebirth of the natural world is only one of many reasons why I love the Eastertide and Resurrection season, but it definitely makes for the most fun. After all, the pent-up winter energy has to go somewhere! Just last week, several friends and I dragged a full drum set, a guitar, a saxophone, and amps down to the Green to jam together. People came out to dance, and we had a great time. Everyone’s been a bit restless to get active and do things. I realize Jamie just blogged about April Fools’ Day, but I thought my experience was too good not to share as well.
I guess my first clue of something awry should have been when my neighbor Pickle (Peter Smith) nonchalantly asked me, “So, Lincoln… I thought you had class right now?” I thought nothing of it, and informed him that I actually was headed to class at the moment. Fast forward to an hour and a half later, and I was standing dumbfounded in the center of my quite empty room, which had been stripped of all furniture, possessions, and, well… Everything. (Picture below) All of my personal items had been equally and carefully hidden in about 10 other surrounding dorm rooms. College, right? What’s a guy to do?
Pranks aren’t the only shenanigans that arrive with the springtime. The last few nights up in Heemstra have involved bullfrogs hopping around rooms, intense wrestling matches, and unfulfilled dares to swallow live fish. One of the most beautiful things about living in community is that, regardless of the weather, you always have at least a few friends hanging around who want to hang out or do something. Lately, we’ve been finding as many excuses as possible to get outside to play Frisbee, football, or soccer, or to gather around a bonfire.
Tonight, the guys from Heemstra and the girls from our sister wing are planning to play a game of “Manhunt,” which is essentially a giant game of tag played throughout the entire city. It’s looking like the temperature might get down close to freezing tonight, but it makes no difference. Once you’ve been bitten by the bug of springtime, nothing can keep you inside! Personally, I’m pumped to break out my jorts.
I say all of this because I’ve spent a significant amount of time lately reflecting on the fact that this will be my last spring at college. My spirit has been lifted by the warm weather, and the sheer joy of being able to forget about homework for a couple hours and get outside has been a tremendous blessing to my senior year. This is essentially the quintessential college experience, or at least what I imagined college to be like in high school – a bunch of friends finding joy in community together. I can only hope that 20 years from now, I’m still finding excuses to slip off my shoes and run barefoot through the grass.
Take time to embrace those things that used to capture your fascination as a child. This time, I’ll leave you all with a quote from one of my favorite books, Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv:
“Passion does not arrive on videotape or on a CD; passion is personal. Passion is lifted from the earth itself by the muddy hands of the young, its travels along grass-stained sleeves to the heart.”