April has always been a bit mischievous.

Long before April Fool’s Day meant prank emails and rubber spiders, this time of year was tied to the trickster spirit—that wild, shape-shifting force found in nearly every folklore tradition. Coyote. Raven. Fox. Loki. Puck. The Fool. Each a messenger of chaos and creativity, here to unsettle the usual, upend the rigid, and make space for something new.

The trickster doesn’t just stir the pot for fun—they’re sacred mischief-makers. They challenge comfort zones. Disrupt old patterns. Invite us to laugh at our own seriousness and see the cracks as doorways.

And isn’t that what early spring does too? One day: warm winds and sprouts. The next: snowflakes on tulips. Nature herself playing tricks, teasing us out of hibernation.

I like to think the trickster comes not to confuse us—but to wake us up.