Death has been on my mind recently. Not the big looming kind—the little “d” kind. The inevitable shedding of ideas and identity when Life brings forth a new season of self, kind.

1. Eat whatever the hell you want.

The ritual of rtushandi gives us an opportunity to ease our mind and our bodies into a new season with grace and intention, just as Nature does.

All living things enter into a season of rebirth and renewal in the Spring, thus so should we.