I celebrate the seasons. Spring and all the new plants lightens my spirit. Maybe some would call me some kind of non-believer, a pantheist. I am not that big on labels. I do love holiday celebrations! Passover has been one of my favorite holidays. It ignited my love of freedom; that defined my life!
One of the only lessons I remember from the rabbi was on freedom, freedom to and freedom from. My lists have grown over the years. Yet, reaching for freedom continues to fuel the choices I make.
Easter has not been one of my favorite holidays. When we first moved to our house, it was my first Christmas. I was amazed. As a five year old, I was brave enough to run around in the neighborhood and meet the neighbors. Christmas was love to me then, until everything turned around by Easter. It was then I found out that I killed Christ and was not so welcome in these homes anymore. I've overcome that experience, and have come to appreciate Jesus and his message of Peace and Love.
I don't really celebrate holidays. Instead, I get up everyday with prayers of gratitude, tell the sky, the neighborhood cats, the singing birds, the environment, my neighborhood, how much I am happy to be alive and to share this life with all around me. I walk through my apartment and send loving vibrations to the rooms, the plants and my two indoor cats. I am happy to be alive. This daily happiness is my celebration, my worship.