Into a cave for three days, where you find the old stuff – the callouses, the excess, the muck and the clog. You cut it all off or out, and let it go.
Amazing how long three days can be, when you do this. Amazing, how it feels to surrender to what you already know…
That’s only the beginning.
Then you look for the egg. Or the eggs. All of them fertile, every one of them at different stages of growth.
Because it’s Easter you can see what every egg has inside of it, and you know you need to choose. This is easier because you’ve already cut away old stuff, old thinking…
And somehow you’ve got help. Ages and ages of help – Jesus, Black Elk, Dendrea, A Mowri Shaman, Eostre, Gaia, Orpheus, your 4th Grade teacher, your old friend, people you’ve only just met, or someone you just spoke to in the grocery line…
Here we are, all of us. In the very centre of the human experience.
Lets go up.
Oh yes. And Selfie, the art show, will open on Friday June 20th at Gallery deBoer, 7pm.
I promise: we will all sing together, and levitate the gallery.
more to come; happy Easter everyone.