Easter morning has always been a special kinda morning in my family. Much like Christmas, it was a big day, it meant big meals, lots of treats and everyone having a good time. It’s a day of celebration because, as the Easter story goes, when the women went to tend the body of their dead saviour, at dawn on Easter Sunday, they found he had been resurrected.
That which they thought would save them had been killed. They’d put their hope in that idea to death. And then the Divine turned it around, resurrecting their saviour so that they could see the truth of what would really save them. This death was more than just the end of something. It allowed unseen things to change, battles of good and evil to be fought and won (by the good guys) and as a result, humanity was saved.
What looked like the end was actually necessary to do the saving Jesus had come to do all along.
So what can we take from this story today.
On Good Friday, we symbolically laid all the elements of our lives into the grave, humbly owning that the things we value are so often saviours of our own making, not really helping save us, just helping us avoid pain, discomfort, effort and truth we wish we didn’t have to face.
We walked through Easter Saturday mindful of what we were really using the things of our life for – how we might be using them to “save” ourselves from these painful, uncomfortable things.
This process acknowledges that from our human perspective, we can not always see our own blind spots, our own wrong beliefs or bad habits. We certainly don’t always know what is actually true, what is actually for the highest good of all.
Like the common catch cry of people who’ve walked hard pathways in life only to come out better for it, once we see the gold that comes from the furnace, we wouldn’t change that path for anything.
So as we come to the dawn of Easter Sunday, we look with hope to what the Divine has made of our lives important things, while we’ve opened our hands and said “OK, show me if this is not for my highest good”.
This is a risky and vulnerable thing. Chances are, at least something is gonna have to be left in the grave.
Grab a cup of your favourite tea, a cozy spot and your list of significant things from your life, that you wrote on Friday before laying it in the grave.
Take a moment to breath deeply a few times, picturing your heart being open, safe, held by love. Ask to be shown truth, freedom and beauty.
Next, go through everything on your list, and pause, asking yourself: does this feel like it needs to die, resurrect as-is, or be held by the earth, to break open and re-sprout. Which of these three does this element of your life feel like it’s calling toward?
This might seem a strange undertaking for you, but give it a try. Trust that the Divine has the answer. Hold a sense of that element of your life in your heart and think about resurrecting it, as-is. Does this produce any tension, anywhere in your body? Any uneasiness? If so, as that tension or uneasiness to speak – what is it saying?
If you sense that resurrecting it isn’t right, hold that sense of the element in your heart again and think about letting it lay fallow for a while, to break open and re-sprout. What physical sensations does that bring up? Excited lightness? Fear but desire too? Or more physical tension and uneasiness?
If your body isn’t responding positively, try again with the thought of letting it go, giving it to the grave to decay and recycle into the earth, for use some time else, by some one else, for some thing else. While that may be hard, sad or grief-inducing, there will be a peace about it if it’s the right thing to do, despite the sad emotional response. Grief is normal. So is a desperate sense of clinging….remember, this has been something you’ve used to “save” your life in some way and now you’re being shown that it is not for your highest good, not saving you and, in fact, possibly the opposite. It may just be killing you.
I have created worksheets to help you with this. You can get yours here, along with the previous two days’ worksheets, if you want to start the Challenge today.
This may be hard work. It may be long work. And it may be confronting work.
Don’t struggle alone. Talk to me about where you’re finding it hard, in the comments below. I’m here to encourage you, help you or listen to your story, and I’ll do what I can for you.
The joy of resurrection
The intention here, of course, is that we’re able to walk away from this process knowing that what has been resurrected is truly healthy for us, good for our minds, bodies and/or spirits. And in the highest good of all people.
What a treasure to know! What an honour! What an encouragement.
I’d love to hear what you’re being called to resurrect in your life.
Tomorrow we’ll be entering the final day of the Challenge, as Easter Monday’s “what now” question takes the spot light. For now, rejoice in what is resurrected, say a temporary goodbye to that which is to be transformed and re-dreamt while dwelling in the mystery of the Divine a little longer (you’re just waiting for inspiration on that front – but more of that tomorrow).
And for that which you’ve been called to let die, it’s time to determine the logistics of that. Do you need to throw something away? Have a conversation? Remove temptation? Seek further guidance? Conduct a “funeral” ritual? Grief?
Find the actual or the symbolic action that YOU need in order to let go of what no longer serves you. This is important. Mark the occasion. And follow through.