Easter is coming up and I can’t wait. I like Easter, because
it is goodbye to the awful winter, which this year has gone on too long. We
have had a dreadful season and Hub was saying the other day, that this summer
is forecast to be a wet one? Well I tell you if it is, I’m emigrating.
Easter represents for
me the start of all new.
Beautiful daffodils, the brightest colours in the ground. When people see
yellow, I am sure they must smile? When I could see, I could never look at
yellow, and not feel some sort of
sunshine in my head. Try it if you can see, look at Daffodils or a yellow item of clothing, see if it makes you feel
happy?
I love the thought of the bouncing baby bunny’s and little lambs,
larking in the fields. Lovely chocolate and hanging up our spring clothes from
their winter storage.
Spring is a worldwide tradition involving many customs that people believe to be
Christian.
After doing research on line, I have found far too many origins
for the word Easter, so my analysis on the word and meaning, comes down to individuals
perception of the word itself.
As far as the bible, I don’t like the thought of Jesus being
killed. We don’t know if he was considered
human, my belief is he was from another land, still Jesus, still did all of the
miracles that it says he did in the bible, but because we were not there at the
time we all don’t know the truth. I pray to him, as he is goodness, kindness
and represents what I want in life for everyone.
Easter is a time of
new. A new start, new life and when we all seam to find time to be with
families. The first time we can get out and about as the weather is nice, of course
our family and friends out there who are lucky enough to live in warm
countries, will not get this feeling of needing warmer days? Don’t get me
wrong, I love the UK for our seasons, but our Spring is not too warm, our
autumn is chilly and our summers can be challenging. I love the start of the
winters so cosy in the house with the fire on and chunky jumpers, hugging your
body from all which may try to bite you in the icy streets outside. I like to go
for a walk and come in the warmth of the house and have a hot beverage.
Just this winter has been a harsh one. Days when going out
has been impossible with the slippy steps we would have encountered.
I remember as a child, Easter for me was the best time. I
was away at our horrid cold boarding school, could not wait to go home. Easter
holidays were always long and I hardly spent time in hospital at Easter for some reason.
This meant time at home with my family. My happiest time.
It meant I would see my wonderful mad aunt, who always
brought happiness into our home. She was funny even then. My aunt Peggy, used
to always bring me the most beautiful
Easter egg. It would be the same kind every year. In a beautiful basket,
with lots of flowers around the handle and bright shiny foil around the delicious egg. We would have
an egg hunt and make Easter bonnets. I would bring home with pride from school
a card I had made for my parents and remember it would get pride of place on my Mums highly polished
sideboard in the living room.
There were always brilliant films on the television. A time
when I reflected the hardness of being away from school and allowed me time to
appreciate how happy I felt at home.
It was around Easter time, when I was given the greatest
gift. My Son. Someone to love and give a life of hope for.
So Easter to me is hope. And I really hope, this year, hope
is given to a lot of my Blogget family?
Feel the positive energy I am sending you this Easter, go
out there and look for a future you want and need, you will, find it. Just
trust me, believe your head and follow your heart.
x
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