I’m having holidays over easter – hooray! Easter has come at entirely the wrong time this year, and it’s made working in the prison that one impossible thing I’ve had to let go of*. I’m testing my faith that easter can happen even in spite of lack of my attention**. Perhaps you could let me know how that goes. It’s an easy act of faith for me to believe that it will. It’s not so easy for the women in prison, whose company, wisdom and humour I’ll miss terribly this year.
I am taking work with me – but just the fun stuff. I have a few things to trial for the next basement space [‘there’s no place like it’]… information about which will be coming after easter. I’m practising my mantra, however: ‘I don’t have to do these things, I get to do them’ [thanks Michelle for that one!]. And it is very lovely to be doing work I love right now.
I’ll also be taking books with me – my current obsession is a book by Judith Schalansky, Atlas of Remote Islands: Fifty Islands I have not visited and never will. I’ve read it three times so far, and it still makes me tear up. From the introduction:
Many islands lie so far from their mother countries that they no longer fit on the maps of that country. They are mostly left out altogether, but sometimes they are granted a place at a cartographical side table, hemmed in by a framed box with a separate scale measure squashed at the edge, but with no information about where they are. They become footnotes to the mainland, expendable to an extent, but also disproportionately more interesting.
Whether an island such as Easter Island can be considered remote is simply a matter of perspective. Those who live there, the Rapa Nui, call their homeland Te Pito Te Henua, ‘the navel of the world’. Any point on the infinite globe of the Earth can become a centre’
Any point on the infinite globe of the Earth can become a centre…
The book will get a whole post all of its own, when i can move beyond being moved.
Anyway, back to the point of this post: I hope wherever you are, and whatever faith you hold on to, that you see love living beyond all deaths this easter… and that beyond all of us, because of and in spite of all of us, hope finds the world in its darkest places.
* I refuse to listen to anyone’s comments about how god’s timing is always inconvenient, and we should take the easter’s whenever they arrive…
**Yes, I’ll be one of those freeloading on the church’s sacred moments – gratefully taking the easter holiday without planning to go to church. I’ve been told off in the past for doing that [some think, perhaps rightly, that there’s a hypocrisy to taking the holiday if you don’t celebrate the event behind it]. I am however receiving the break as a lovely gift. So thankyou.