I know I’m taking a chance, but this Post is offered on what is just a couple of weeks after Easter. So, it’s much too soon to let the “Good News” fade away– and maybe there really are some “flowers to be smelled”. After all the excitement of Holy Week and “He is Risen!”, could we just, for a change, “float along like a leaf on the river of life”? Taking us where we might not have gone, circling for a while in a still eddy, before being gently guided to a new perspective?
Today was a beautiful spring morning — clear, sunny, light breeze, refreshing. I was walking my dog (and they are perfect models of not rushing — just leisurely moving from one new “sniff” to another). For her, an unexpected delight is coming across a tuft of new grass. She so loves searching for just the right few blades to eat, that I often relax the leash to let her explore this one without any pressure to move on. Does anyone who holds one of the many “leashes” which bind or direct us in our lives ever think to ease up at times, and just let us savor the moment? Do we ever do it for one another, i.e. remove the pressure to move on to the next thing? Couldn’t we do it for ourselves more often — such as this coming week so we could “savor” quietly the new enthusiasm and possibilities which Easter brings?
My dog was a “rescue”, meaning that she had been abandoned by those who should better have cared for her. After a couple of years together, I found in a shop a paw-shaped bumper-sticker asking “Who rescued who?”. By then it was a question offering a truth of which I wanted to be frequently reminded — and has brought many a misty moment.
Yes, as accustomed as we all become to our daily lives together with family and friends — and my caring services that go with loving someone, we can easily forget that in so many ways they “rescue” me too. Maybe what we need first from Easter is “fresh eyes” to discover some of the ways those I love, or work with — by their support, challenges, demands, even “quirks” — break me out of my routines or habitual responses. “Rescuing” should be mutual — since we all need it at times. And so we have a moment to recognize it when it happens, let’s ease up on one another’s leashes.