Today is Easter Sunday, a day that, for most, is characterised by the indulgence of chocolate and wondering, to quote the mighty Bill Hicks, “why we celebrate the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ by telling our children a giant bunny laid chocolate eggs in the middle of the night.”
Most of our Christian ceremonies and holidays have been destroyed by advertising, our motivations driven by public holidays and indulgence. For me it is a day of new beginning, as is every day. There is no time like to present to resurrect ourselves, we are never out of the game or gone beyond the point of saving and, having seen some hopeless cases in my lifetime (myself included), I can attest to the power of rising up. Happy Easter.