After so much craziness in the world, I found myself this weekend very reflective. I wanted to be in a place of peace and happiness as the majority of the world is in celebration of Christ and the amazing gift he gave to each and everyone that wants to believe in him. What I really find troubling are people who think that their way of prayer, their religion, their method is the only way…the right way. God, Christ, Buddha, Allah, Universe – all equal love right??
Maybe it’s all those years of religious education that makes me especially somber this time of year. Maybe it was the people in the neighborhood walking the Stations of the Cross down my very busy street. Perhaps it’s knowing that my parents are spending this most sacred holiday in Ireland experiencing a different kind of Easter. Possibly its my own search and desire to define what it is I believe.
I found myself watching (as I do every year) The 10 Commandments. It’s the only movie that takes like 6 hrs to watch, where I know it almost word for word, know how it’s going to end, and yet…still get chills every time. This year I also saw “Godspell” the original 1970’s version – which is beautiful, the songs strong poetic, and haunting. This weekend I also saw Rent and found these lyrics equally hauntingly beautiful, and they touched my view of life and love.
From the Broadway play Rent “No Day But Today ”
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
Today, on this beautiful clear Sunny New York Easter, I went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Then I did something that really made me smile…I did the traditional EASTER PARADE walk down 5th Avenue. No I didn’t have a Easter Hat, even though I did get a bright floppy yellow one for my birthday that would have fit perfectly… Even the most jaded person could
find joy today. The smiles of everyone either in their Easter Best, or the throngs just watching, taking photo’s, or marveling…it was an amazing day. So I hope on this holy-day, where ever you are, you felt joy. I hope that your view is one of filled with the love of friends and family, one of promise for a better tomorrow.
2 comments:
Bummer! I was at the parade and would have loved to walk it with you! I never miss it and think of it as little jewel in the city heralding Spring. What a beautiful day it was, I wish I had had yor company
Barry
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