My apologies to my Irish friends, but I couldn’t think of anything half as appropriate for a title.
Today was the Unity Easter Sunday service, and, heaven help us, we had Phil Jones there again. He’s giving another workshop tomorrow night, so I am beyond thrilled. Last year I both met him and the didgeridoo, and it was such an incredible experience. I made sure to tell him how much I enjoyed the workshop he gave from last year, and how pleased I was to see him again.
I was reading about last year’s Unity Easter Service, and I realized how much I’ve changed since then.
In some humorously surprising ways, actually. Reverend Dave read the Matthew version, and one of the first things that hit me was that the first person Christ appeared to was a woman. Mary Magdalene, actually. Not an “apostle” but a woman. Not really important for me personally, I don’t think, but with all this feminine awareness I have about me now, I thought it appropriate that I noticed it.
I’ll refrain from going all Sojourner Truth right about now and her opinion of men’s place with Christ, and get on to what I was really talking about.
Lyrical Fool 