This is a big weekend for spring holiday observances. The big 3 monotheistic religions have something going on, in order of chronological appearance: Passover, Easter and Ramadan. I grew up nominally Christian, following that calendar of celebrations. However, it was more about being helpful and of service to those in needs as opposed to following a set of rules. This worked okay for me, although by the time I was of confirmation age, I declined, not wanting an external set of standards to define me. This was 1970, and independence of thought, not following traditions for traditions sake was common.
Others of my friends in high school took a different path, joining the teen group at a church near our high school. They were happier with the “rules” as interpreted by this institution. Our paths drifted apart, as I wasn’t too happy with being told I was going to rot in Hell for not joining their faith. Judging others has never made much sense to me. Helping, caring, kindness, yes. Judging, condemning, blind obedience to rules, no.
So today is Easter, unless you are Eastern Orthodox, running on a different calendar. We’re not doing anything specific here, although we are enjoying the natural bounty of spring. I made a delicious asparagus and quinoa salad for dinner last night, and the organic strawberries BA brought home a few days ago added their taste and fragrance to today’s breakfast. The sun is shining, early bulbs are blooming, and we’ll take a walk later checking on the progress of the birds at our local ponds. It’s a good observance for me.
My blogging friend Martha Kennedy posted this yesterday. I love the meme she cited: Tradition (noun): Peer pressure from the past. I work on paying attention to peer pressure, whether from past or present. Does the suggested action, thought, behavior actually work/make sense to me? Who stands to gain if I do this? I am okay with not following norms, real or imagined. Once again, I find myself firmly in favor of the spirit as opposed to the letter of the law, observances included.
Happy Spring (or Fall if you’re in the southern hemisphere) to All, however you may observe and celebrate.
Written in response to today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt of Observance and for tomorrow’s April Blogging from A to Z Challenge of O.