Signs of Life are Fragile

Easter is not a triumphal beginning

I spent Holy Saturday and Easter Sunday in the woods. A quiet dawn emerged under the cover of thick clouds. I made oatmeal on my hiking stove and read another chapter of Peter Levine’s book, A Year to Live. My beloved asked me to read this book with him as a spiritual practice over the next year. I suggested that Easter might be a good start date, th…