I love being a pagan!!! I really do….but…I didn’t start out that way….and my annoying past seems to have followed me…far….far from home. I love the seasonal holidays/festival/holy days….whatever you wish. I feel that there is great power and meaning in these days. Even as the Church tried to co-opt them and as Public Relations and Marketing has tried to do the same….just as they have left so much chocolate…hollow inside.
On such days….I seem to be possessed by a spirit of fun, joy, play, and generosity. I love to buy stuff to give others on these days. Recently I really had fun buying a whole whack of chocolate eggs for friends. In the small hours of the morning…maybe it was even at 3am! 
I snuck around and left these little bags of chocolate eggs for my friends. In one situation. I left eggs to two neighbours. One family is Filipino…basically Roman Catholic..if anything….and they have moderate muslim neighbours from South Africa. Apparently they ended up having quite a conversation after discovering these eggs. The father of the muslim family was familiar with “easter” customs…such as giving kids chocolate treats…but he had no idea of it’s current “christian” status…let alone it’s more accurate historical roots. Apparently the father of the Roman Catholic family and he had quite a conversation over it. The R.C. may have ruined it for the Muslim. 
I think the Filipino guy…told him some story about the importance of making coloured eggs to them…in their traditions…and they seemed to be drawing that “christian” connection…..which is …in case you are unaware….is a rather unfortunate innovation on a great tradition. You name the Holidays….I’ve always loved the pagan traditions….without knowing it…sure I came to love singing the hymns…but in my heart was a rabbit spirit of fertility….ready to hop towards the next opportunity to spread my eggs.
+ Robyn Graves +
