Ostara is fast approaching. Our family's celebrations tend to focus upon one theme for this holiday: the coveted dyed egg. This year will feature a major variation, though, as our celebrations will include my parents and two siblings.And as I've mentioned in the past, my mother has apparently forgotten that we're not Christian, so this will surely be interesting.
Albeit I've no intention of shoving a full blown Pagan Spring celebration in their faces, I do, however, have every intention of my children experiencing our beloved egg traditions of coloring with natural dyes and, of course, later hunting for the eggs. I'm hoping that this could be a learning opportunity for all of us. My mother looked at me as if I was speaking in another language when I told her what we use to dye eggs, so for her, this could be a lesson in "trying-something-new." And for us, well, the kids will get to experience Easter, I will get to re-experience long-lost parts of my childhood, and my husband... I'm not sure what he'll learn, but he will be a shining example of how to maintain the peace through his thoughtful silence. And as an added plus, the kids will be able to hunt for the eggs in the woods, if it's dry enough.
On a side note (I promise it's somewhat relevant...) we were at my parents' house this morning as my mom was preparing to leave for church. The boys were curious as to what she was doing, where she was going, and Titus stated that he wanted to go with her to church, despite my mother's assurances that it was boring and that you had to be quiet for a long time. To "appease" him, though, my mother said that next week she would take him to Sunday School instead. As it is likely we'll be at their house again next Sunday morning, and my mother is convinced we need some "religion" in our lives (ug... I'm really getting annoyed by her selective memory...) this is a situation that will have to be faced. I'd prefer if he didn't go, but if he chooses to go I don't want to force him not to. My concern here isn't him being exposed to my mother's church (which is a fine church,) or to Christianity (which we've already discussed with both boys, we've talked with them about a few different religions, though not too many as they are so young...) rather my concern is the manner in which the information is going to be presented to him.
There is much thought that needs to be put into this entire matter. I had a dream a couple of weeks ago about my sister and mother talking about how they were taking the boys to church and in the end, while being held back and encouraged not to by my husband, I screamed at them that they weren't going and that we aren't Christian. Really hoping there isn't anything prophetic to that one. I really don't need the stress of forcing my mother to deal with something she has obviously repressed.
Throwing the Bones