BJP for March: Ostara
This took freakin' forever. I must have sketched my ideas over and over and over. I knew what I wanted to do, but it just never wanted to come together. A few weeks ago I was wandering around in an overpriced imported food grocery store - you know the kind I mean, where a box of Earl Grey tea and a bottle of British ketchup occasions the taking out of a small business loan - anyway. I spotted this display of sale stuff. There was a bundle of "spring themed cookie cutters." Eureka!!
Easter time always reminds me of my childhood. Every spring we'd have a week off from school, so rather than let us run nuts around the neighborhood, our parents would drag us to Vacation Bible School. I remember carving blocks of Ivory soap into anamorphic blobs that were supposed to be chicks or bunnies, and we covered Scotties paper napkins with crayon abstracts of flowers.
Later I found meaning in those symbols of spring, but I never lost my nostalgic feeling for the simplicity of their representations.
So there I am, smack in the middle of the egg full of pearls of wisdom, waiting to hatch. A tulip, a forget-me-not, a chick and a bunny. These all spell the promise of spring, the beginning of life, the stirring of energies. Ostara. Vernal Equinox.