Today is Easter Sunday!
Yesterday, we were blessed with snow.
I got up before first light, this morning to watch the rising of the Easter sun.
What I saw first was the waning moon and the sound of hen turkeys coming down from their roost, calling to one another. I tried to be quiet, but the snow was crunchy beneath my feet. It was 17 degrees.
First light is in the east.
Then, the tops of the trees see the sun before it becomes visible over the mountain.
And finally the sun!
Even the red-winged blackbird looks up to the Heavens this morning.
Then as he sings, it condenses in the air and looks like smoke. We can see his song
Though the history of Easter is fascinating, originating thousands and thousands of years ago with the Dawn Goddess Eostre or Ishtar, my early memories of Easter were dressing up for church, and having our pictures taken. I still have those old black and whites from the 50’s with the squiggly edges.
We went to an Episcopal Church, where my mom sang in the choir. Later, we went to a larger Episcopal Cathedral, where my brother sang in the choir, before his voice changed. After college he became an organist and choir director.
This is how I remember it. This is not our church, obviously, but very similar.
This is my favorite Easter hymn. YouTube. I don’t know how to put the actual video here, but the link should take you there. Then push the arrow on the upper left of the YouTube screen to come back.
Easter has always been my favorite Holy Day because it makes things new. It is about renewal and rejuvenation.
The rising of Christ and Christ Consciousness
Maybe we can rise too. We can at least raise our vibration to one of deep Gratitude, Love, Generosity and Happiness.
As I walk, the snow melts, some in long strings of Light, which I couldn’t catch with my camera, and some in small drops.
Each drop on the pine needles feels like holy water in my heart.
When I was 45, I had a bunny. Trinabinabunny.
I had her for 7 years. Every Easter morning, I would greet her with, “Happy Easter, Bunny!” I would pick her up, hold her and stroke her soft fur. Though she has been gone over 10 years, I still say it on Easter morning, as I did this morning.
Now I represent her with these
Easter also reminds me of angels
It is afternoon now, and it seems like a regular day, as I sit here with a cup of Jasmine Tea. I won’t forget this morning. It filled me up. I feel new.
May you feel new today, and as we move forward into Spring, may you be blessed with Joy and Happiness as new growth blooms in your heart.