Today is Easter Sunday, and my mom, my partner, and I will be getting together at my house for a late lunch/early supper. (Judging from the state of my fridge, if any one goes hungry it is so not my fault! I love to cook!) The eggs have yet to be dyed (we generally do that sometime between the Spring Equinox and maybe the end of April), and way too many peeps have been eaten. It may have been a long time since this Wiccan has gone to Sunday School (I was baptized Catholic, though raised Mormon through my aunts and grandmother.), but I still know Easter is the day honoring the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

As a Wiccan, death and rebirth in its many forms are a strong part of my spiritual beliefs. From the Wheel of the Year, which we see unfold in our yards and gardens, to Persephone’s trip back from the Underworld, being born again is…well, a fact of life.

Even if we take the idea of rebirth out of its spiritual roots, because not everyone is spiritual, we still can see it in our lives. A project we were working on might have been “dead”, only to have the senior brass revive the project with a memo. We might have been blocked on a writing project and then our muse returns to have it crafted with a dramatic finish.

We can look at many things in our life with an eye toward rebirth. And so, perhaps on this Easter, people of all spiritual ideals (and of none), can look at their lives and see not what has been gone, but what has returned and take joy and gratitude in the fact that rebirth is something for all of us, not just a chosen few.

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