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apple_pathwaysMy parents left yesterday for their cruise, but before taking off, my mother made me an Easter e-card to be delivered today. I opened it, viewed the ridiculous video of the talking cat with the bunny ears, and discovered that my mom had hidden an Easter surprise for me in the piano bench!
My mom is so sweet. :D
Also putting me in the Easter mood, my friend and I dyed Easter eggs last night:
Mine:
Hers:
And then, reading everyone's messages about Easter and Passover on their journals. Now, it's well-known that I am not a religious or spiritual person: but I will say, I am always touched by sincere faith. Not so much faith in a god, or any sort of supernatural force or presence: but faith that life is worth living; that every person is capable of redemption; and that love makes a difference. Perhaps this is not faith in the truest sense of the word, as it's not always blind: I can find proof of these things if I choose to look for it. Perhaps it's not faith, because just believing is not enough. Part of being an atheist is understanding that belief is inherently meaningless: that life happens the same no matter what you believe about it.
What belief does influence is actions, deeds, and the choices we make: and those things can change the world, if only just a little bit. I do believe this: that life is worth a shot. Sometimes it's horrible, but it's worth pressing on, so long as you can find something to love. Love is a choice you make everyday. I don't always choose it--sometimes I choose complaining, or sarcasm, or anger. But today, I choose love: and I choose each and every one of you. You make me smile. And if I've ever caused you sadness, or anger, or aggravation--know that I am truly sorry. I'll try to do better in the future. In the meantime, please accept my sappy philosophizing for what it is: a metaphorical stash of hidden chocolate, and a great big virtual hug. ♥
My mom is so sweet. :D
Also putting me in the Easter mood, my friend and I dyed Easter eggs last night:
Mine:
Hers:
And then, reading everyone's messages about Easter and Passover on their journals. Now, it's well-known that I am not a religious or spiritual person: but I will say, I am always touched by sincere faith. Not so much faith in a god, or any sort of supernatural force or presence: but faith that life is worth living; that every person is capable of redemption; and that love makes a difference. Perhaps this is not faith in the truest sense of the word, as it's not always blind: I can find proof of these things if I choose to look for it. Perhaps it's not faith, because just believing is not enough. Part of being an atheist is understanding that belief is inherently meaningless: that life happens the same no matter what you believe about it.
What belief does influence is actions, deeds, and the choices we make: and those things can change the world, if only just a little bit. I do believe this: that life is worth a shot. Sometimes it's horrible, but it's worth pressing on, so long as you can find something to love. Love is a choice you make everyday. I don't always choose it--sometimes I choose complaining, or sarcasm, or anger. But today, I choose love: and I choose each and every one of you. You make me smile. And if I've ever caused you sadness, or anger, or aggravation--know that I am truly sorry. I'll try to do better in the future. In the meantime, please accept my sappy philosophizing for what it is: a metaphorical stash of hidden chocolate, and a great big virtual hug. ♥