Happy Easter! Today at Mass the priest reminded us of the classic song 'Staying Alive' - corny but apt. Easter, for Christians, is about renewal, and the promise of resurrection. I am personally assaying renewal, but still struggling with the idea of physical resurrection. I can better get my head around the spirit of the Easter message, while the fine print makes me unsure. Life and the world seems the place for love, and kindness, and tolerance, first. What comes after, if and when it does, seems less groundbreaking (pun alert). Still, the hope and promise of everlasting life is joyous. For now, I will take family meals, friendship, some apple juice, and sun, and the turn to May, as my slice of rebirth.
A poem for my mother, July 15 When she was dying And I was in a different country I dreamt I was there with her Flying over the ocean very quickly, And arriving in the room like a dream And I was a dream, but the meaning was more Than a dream has – it was a moving over time And land, over water, to get love across Fast enough, to be there, before she died, To lean over the small, huddled figure, In the dark, and without bothering her Even with apologies, and be a kiss in the air, A dream of a kiss, or even less, the thought of one, And when I woke, none of this had happened, She was still far distant, and we had not spoken.
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I am no Catholic as you know but I actually prefer this pope to the last one. He is very intelligent and an accomplished linguist - fluent in around half-a-dozen languages.
Best wishes from Simon