The Folklore of March: Wind-Songs, Waking Earth, and the First True Crossing

March does not arrive gently.
She comes on the wind.

She rattles bare branches, pulls clouds across the sky, and stirs the sleeping soil with restless hands. Where February whispered promises, March awakens them—sometimes softly, sometimes with a storm.

In folklore, March is a threshold month, the true crossing between winter’s long hold and spring’s first breath. She is changeable, untamed, and deeply magickal. Nothing is settled yet, and that is exactly where her power lives.

A Month Ruled by Wind and Will

March has long been associated with wind, movement, and momentum. In Roman tradition, March was once the first month of the year, sacred to Mars—not only a god of war, but of action, protection, and growth.

Folk wisdom teaches that March winds shake loose what no longer belongs. Old energy is blown away. Stagnation breaks. What was buried begins to rise.

There are many old sayings about March weather, all carrying the same message:

• Expect unpredictability

• Trust the process

• Do not cling to what is already shifting

March is not here to comfort. She is here to clear the way.

The Spring Equinox: Balance Returns

At the heart of March lies the Spring Equinox, when day and night stand equal. Light does not yet dominate—but it no longer retreats.

In folklore, this moment was sacred. It marked:

🌱The return of fertility to the land
🌱The reawakening of seeds and spirits
🌱The balancing of shadow and light within the soul

People left offerings at field edges, swept their thresholds clean, and greeted the sunrise with open hands. It was believed that whatever intentions were planted at the Equinox would grow with the season.

March reminds us:
Balance is not stillness—it is movement in harmony.

A Legend:

The Wind-Girl of the Crossing

Long ago, when winter and spring still argued over the land, there lived a girl known only as Aera—the Wind-Girl.

She was born during a March gale, her first cry carried across the hills. As she grew, the wind followed her. Branches bent when she passed. Birds shifted their flight. Snow melted faster beneath her feet.

The villagers feared her at first. Change often frightens those who crave certainty.

One year, winter refused to leave. The frost lingered well past its time, and the land grew weary. Crops would not wake. The rivers stayed locked in ice.

Aera walked alone to the high ridge where the winds were born. There, she lifted her arms and spoke—not loudly, but truly.

“Make room,” she said.

The wind answered.

It tore through the valley, breaking the ice, scattering old leaves, snapping dead branches from living trees. When the storm passed, the land lay bare—but breathing.

Within days, green shoots rose from the soil.

From that year on, the villagers no longer feared the March winds. They welcomed them. And when the gales returned each spring, they said:

“The Wind-Girl is crossing the land again—making space for what must grow.”

Ways to Work with March’s Magic

Wind Clearing Ritual

Stand outside on a windy day. Speak aloud what you are ready to release. Let the wind carry it away.

Equinox Intention Planting

Write intentions on small slips of paper and place them beneath soil—indoors or out—trusting slow growth.

Threshold Cleansing

Sweep or wash your doorway with intention, welcoming balance and forward movement.

March Rain Blessing

If possible, touch the first rain of March and whisper gratitude for renewal.

Final Thoughts

March is not polished.
She is raw, restless, and alive.

She teaches us that growth requires disturbance, that transformation begins before beauty appears, and that standing at the threshold can feel uncomfortable—but powerful.

This is the month to trust the wind, even when it rearranges everything.

May March clear what no longer serves you,
May balance find you in motion,
And may the Wind-Girl guide you bravely into the season ahead.