Sunday, April 8, 2007

Happy Easter!

4 comments:

Tournesol said...

Hi Barbora,

Thanks for commenting on my post. I looked at your blog and we have a few things in common! I have come back to the church recently to take my 7 year old and it has been a pretty good experience. I found a beautiful church with a couple of really great priests. That's hard to find in my opinion. Also share your interest in Paganism and the occult. That's odd to some people I know since I'm Catholic. Also am somewhat of a hypo unfortunately. I hate that. Takes up WAY too much valuable time :( Can't fathom why you like the film The Exorcist though, scared the **** when I saw it when I was 17 and probably would now too!!!! Take care.......Tournesol

Lacy said...

I think these are Ukrainian easter eggs! I saw some special on food network on "unwrapped" about these eggs. They're purty!

Barbora said...

Hi Tournesol,

Thank YOU for returning the favor!

Ethopian food in Berkeley? Was it the Blue Nile? My mouth is watering!

One of my best friends back in the Bay Area is Gardnerian.

Back when I was 15, I decided (in no uncertain terms) that I was pagan. I then spent the last 28 years exploring. I managed to attend all sorts of rituals in various traditions, but never felt compelled to join. Several years ago I discovered Romuva, the Lituanian Pre-Christian tradition and have been absolutely DELIGHTED. My interest was and is primarily folkloric, not religious.

Then a strange thing happened to me.

Pope John Paul II passed away, and the world was mesmerized by the election of the new pope and Roman Catholic tradition. Everywhere I went, people were talking about Catholicism. I began hearing all sorts of horrible, untruths about Roman Catholicism. I began to get angry, until I couldn’t keep my mouth shut and said “Wait! I’m Roman Catholic and this is what I was taught!” I realized then that: Yes, I really was Roman Catholic and was obligated to return to the Church. If anyone out there is keeping score for his sainthood, I count this as nothing short of miraculous.

During my last two years in California, I went church shopping like a real consumer. My boyfriend (also a lapsed Catholic) and I visited many different churches and critiqued sermons over Sunday brunch. I got to learn what resonated with me and what didn’t. Finally when I returned back to Pennsylvania in the fall, I attended mass in the church where I was baptized. IT clicked. The priest saying mass was awesome and I really felt like I was home. Back in March I made my first confession in 31 years to that very same priest. The earth did not swallow me up (gulp). Let me tell you, it was no joy explaining Thelema…”Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.”

I agree that it is very hard to find a really great priest these days and am personally a little worried, that with the shortage of clergy the way it is, ours may get swapped out at any time.

The very worst sermon I ever heard was in a church in the East Bay, from a priest who rose from a mechanized pulpit and summarized a show he watched the night before on PAX TV. I need to keep in mind that it the church that is infallible, not it’s individual administrators. Perhaps someone in that congregation needed that sermon that morning. It’s not always about mee.

I agree with you about the hypo stuff. That I REGRET time I spend obsessing rather than living. My sick brain kind of helps me out, in the way I remember past episodes. I remember the good parts in ways that I did NOT experience them at the time.

Re: “The Exorcist.” I am truly a film buff, including the horror genre. The horror genre is perhaps the most difficult to succeed in. Loads of horror movies are made, but very few of them are frightening in real supernatural way. Every 10 to 20 years, a good horror film is produced, and when it is, I take note. Thus…”The Exorcist.” You hit the nail on the head when you said “It scared me.”

It scared me too. Wow! I’m impressed.

What fun (and terror) to have a seven year old in your life right now! I simply can’t imagine!!

Barbora said...

Lacy,

Yes, you’re right, they are Ukrainian, Pysanky eggs!

I wish I could take credit for the beautiful ones in the photo, but I can’t.

BF and I attempted to do traditional pysanky eggs a few years ago with hot wax and vegetable dyes, but our results were far more (shall we say) primitive.

They're Hard to do!