We're not church-going folk, so Easter weekend is more of a secular holiday around here -- but it's a celebration just the same. For us, Easter is about honouring the earth's rebirth and all the green goodness that spring brings. (I just hope the green goodness stays, because if I see one more snowflake, I think I'm going to snap!)
While Ella was sick with a high fever for the first two days of a four-day long weekend, by Sunday morning she had her sparkle back. The kids and I had a serious case of cabin fever and felt in need of an adventure, so we went for a walk in the woods.
I spend a lot of time in the woods; I feel like I can breathe more deeply there. The forest grounds me, soothes my spirit -- it always has. When I was a child, I'd spend hours exploring the ravine behind my house and lose myself in make believe and pretend play. As I grew older, the forest became a place of solace; somewhere I could be alone, work stuff out and just be.
As a grownup, while I may be in the woods, I'm not always present or paying attention to what's around me -- I'm lost in thought about life, the universe and everything.
But children truly exist in the moment and their minds are free to see the wonders of Nature through such playful eyes. And as we walked, the kids shared with me all their magical discoveries.
Did I see:
: old tree roots or a hand with gnarled fingers? Or maybe a seaweed covered octopus...
: balancing on a fallen log or a crossing a treacherous drawbridge?
: a simple rock face or the walls of a great castle?
: a big mushroom or a stage for the forest fairies?
: an old saw or buried treasure?
: a dead stump or a magical ladder that transforms a "little 'un" into "big 'un"
: a little boy or monkey boy?
: tree bark or a mighty pirate ship?
: stinky wet dog or a swamp monster?
Every grownup can use a bit more magic in their life, don't you think?