My pagan friends and I celebrated Ostara on Sunday afternoon with egg decorating, ritual, and potluck.
The holiday is about the growing signs of spring, signs of light and new life, and balance - inspired by the vernal equinox - balance of light and dark, of masculine and feminine, and balance in our lives.
Our circle was surprised, interrupted and expanded when L and Little N showed up. (They thought it was time to bring me home.) They were welcomed warmly into the circle and joined the ritual.
I was alarmed by their arrival. What if Little N misbehaved and disrupted everyone? What if L judged us to be silly and irrelevant? But my fears were misplaced.
Little N enjoyed the circle, the doggie sitting with us, the bubbling fountain in the corner, the repetition of key words. L shared an insight into himself and this transition in his life that I may not have heard otherwise. I let go, a little, of the control that I craved and enjoyed my family, and let my family be enjoyed by others.
L and Little N brought balance to the circle - male to female, child to adults, and disarming my own defensive posture. We all received a good gift. And I am grateful.
L mentioned later, "I'm glad that Little N's first experience with Easter Eggs was at a pagan ritual. That's where they really come from." And kiddo seems to really like them too!