When I think of or hear the word “easter”, I think of HOPE.
Heavenly
Oxygen
Permeating
Earth!
For me, Easter says, Surprise! It ain’t ova! The story continues…death does not prevail…Yeshu lives!
This Good Friday (it’s sad Friday in my heart language; don’t know who decided which cultures would call it good or sad!). I believe it’s Good Friday because of the HOPE we hold and at the same time it’s sad Friday because of the deep pain the day brought.
Feel the sadness. Grieve. Release. Grieve as long as you need (no formula).
I see the arms of Yeshu extended out for a hug; kind eyes, gentle smile…no fear, just love. When I fall into that embrace, HOPE becomes Eternal for me.
Many have tried to squash it, but HOPE can’t be taken…it is inextricably a part of me!
So, I hold out HOPE to you dear heart.
Close your eyes, breathe it in because HOPE is never false; always real/alive/beckoning!
Common Day Hero: I cannot begin to understand all the ways The Divine moves. I know that I have been forever changed. I know that HOPE brings healing. Your very presence brought to light things that had been buried for so long. Yeshu moves in an inexplicably beautiful way through you. Lanie, I dedicate this post to you.
