Dear Hettie Quackers,Has living on a farm and connecting with the earth helped you understand the meaning of Easter?~ Dawn
Its a Fertility Festival!
This is how it happened: Fast forward to a few days ago when I heard my daughter calling from downstairs. Mama, Mamini come come come….. I have to show you the eggs I found. For some reason I actually did go – she brings in eggs from our ducks every morning and I was working so I might have just said, “later babe, I’m working.”
But I didn’t….
As I rounded the corner of the stairs she announced.
There they were! All in her arms and she was beaming. It was absurd and hilarious. And magical.
Each year when the girls (Hettie Quackers wants to make sure you know that means her too) start laying, we can never find the eggs at first. They stash them in new and unusual places of safety and quiet in anticipation of hatching their brood.
We hunt for them and sometimes find a secret cache. But this was incredible!
Egg production is resurrected each Spring after slow sleepy winters, and usually with a hunt.
History tells us that originally during the Assyrian and Babylonian celebration of Ishtar, pronounced Easter, the goddess of fertility, rabbits (known for their fertility) and eggs were the honored symbol. Taking the time to listen to the dreams that are calling us, whether it’s a child in your womb or gestating a new idea or vision.
Nature tells us that there will be a hunt.
So now as I turn my head to the coming and expanding light, literally the dawn of Spring, I am feeling the buzz of emergence or planting seeds and nurturing fertility all around. I am also calling on my inner huntress and allowing for the possibility of magical discovery.
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