It’s been a hell of a week here at Chez Murphy and today feels like a good day to start fresh. The sun is shining and warm, the daffodils and forsythia are blooming everywhere, and little kids are racing around the paths in town on scooters and bikes with an excited puppy bounding ahead and around them. Skipper woke up way too early to see if the EB had stopped by, and then crashed with the loot on the couch.
Easter is one of those ancient holy days turned holidays. It goes waaaay back to pagan and prehistoric times, with the symbolic and profound story of death and resurrection we associate with Jesus being a lot older than a mere 2,000 years. In the Tarot cards, the Death card is not typically a harbinger of actual death, but rather change, new beginnings and rebirth — albeit often wrenching or profound change. But having been through a winter of extremes of temperature and emotions, the arrival of sweet flowers and sunshine and growth is a welcome profound change indeed.
Oh, and have a cupcake!