Holy Week thoughts (part 1)

[icewolf]

I call this part one because I'm sure I'll be posting on Friday, if not before.

Actually, tazira got me started on my annual spiritual navel-gaze a bit early.

I'm an okay Catholic. I don't make it to church nearly as often as I should. But I try to be a good person and live in accordance with God's and Jesus's teachings on a day-to-day basis. But there's just something about Holy Week. I feel a connection to God, and Jesus in particular, that just isn't there the rest of the year. Maybe it's the coincidence with Passover, which many of my friends--one of my best friends in particular--are preparing for tonight. Sort of priming the pump, as it were.

I don't known what it is, but that feeling in the air makes me even more aware than usual of how I treat others and how--or if--I'm living out the principals I profess.

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[tazira.livejournal.com]

There's definitely something to this time of year; it's always been my favorite. My post from this morning has got me doing a bit of my own spiritual naval-gazing about the religion I was born and raised in, the faith of the Cailleach. I've long since fallen out of the habit of practicing, but it's a sacred time of year for us, too. It's the 'rebirth' part of the cycle, a time so gorgeous and so powerful that even I can lose myself in it. I find it easy to get bitter and depressed in the winter months, and spring rejuvenates me like nothing else I know. Whether it's the force of nature, the power of God, the cycle of rebirth, or just a passel of flowering trees, I'm grateful for it.