The Resurrection

Easter Sunday. I lit religious candles and burned sage while Spotify “Catholic Easter Hymns”echoed through the home. I like to get in the spirit. Today was an interesting experiment. I’m trying to do less. I famously do two or three things at once and I wind up both productive and irritable. All this self-care, bread baking, plant planting and vegetable roasting is obsessive. I had a google hangout with Nick’s family today and I allowed myself to just be there. To laugh, to wait, to sit in silence, without doing or scrolling or multitasking. I felt so human. This is me practicing presence. This is the process of awakening to what already is. I looked at my partner while he played the tin whistle, his family singing “Danny Boy” from their respective homes in Ireland and London and Norway and I fell in love with him again. I’ve been so busy running around when all I had to do was stop and drink in what I already have in my life. Isn’t that what this Great Pause is all about? It reminds me of this story from the bible when Jesus came to visit two sisters. One sister ran around cooking and cleaning and preparing food and the other sister just sat with Jesus. She put her attention on him and was present. The hurried sister was mortified but Jesus said something like, “you’re sister here is nailing it.” Obviously I am paraphrasing but that was the jist. I’m learning to put the scissors and the spoon and the eyelash curler down and be present. Hi Jesus. I’m here for you.