Sunday, April 15, 2007

Happy Easter: Liturgy, The Work and The Vernal Equinox

Okay, here's how it happens: I have a blog. I find out about another guy who has a blog and his name is Sean. I go to Sean's blog and there is a gal named Cora who goes by Mayden's Voyage or just Mayden. If you want to read some thought provoking stuff, go to Mayden's Voyage; if you want to see the cutest adult in braces, go to Mayden's Voyage. So I'm reading Mayden's Voyage and I see Corn Dog whose blog is titled: "Rubber Corn Dog." And on Corn Dog's blog, I see the following You Tube video. But of course, it can't just be a short post about a bunny doing something funny. This is an Annal Of Gawpo, folks. So you can peel off after the video that shows the cutest bunny trick I've ever seen (the bunny attacking the snake wasn't a trick---that was pure bunny balls!), or you can read some stuff about Easter after the show.




I didn't post anything in honor of Easter on Easter Sunday. I worked on Easter. But I celebrated Easter. Wait. Let me clarify: I am continuing to celebrate Easter. And let me clarify something else: I didn't work on Easter in order to make Easter better; I worked at my job. To make money. Instead of going to church. Get it?

Easter falls on a Sunday. Which Sunday becomes Easter, Gawpo? How do they pick which Sunday to have each year's Easter fall upon, Gawpo? Well, I always assume that if I know something, then everyone knows it too. So those of you who were aware of the celestial formula, please pardon the appearance of the pejorative. It goes like this (but only in the Western Christian Church, not the Eastern, and I presume, not in the Northern or the Southern, either): Easter always falls on the first Sunday after the first full moon after the Vernal Equinox. "Equinox," you might have figured rather easily out, means "equal night." Just look at the word. Simple. It's like "what's HUD spelled backwards" it's so simple. Now I don't know what the word "Vernal" comes from, but I would hazard a guess that it has something to do with "green" or "verdant" (which has something to do with green, doesn't it?). I'll cheat Google'y later.

Now for the liturgical implications of Easter. If you are an espouser of Christian belief, you buy into the rumor that a man got dead at the hands of other men and then, after three days of still having gotten dead, got alive. But no one ever talks about those three "tweener" days. I'm sure there are books and articles, but I haven't read them. This is not the place or the blog for further speculation.

The resurrection narratives have always fascinated me. Especially the one where Jesus joins two of the disciples as they are walking along the road and the two guys don't recognize Jesus until after. I love that. Makes me try harder to recognize people when I am talking to them.

But this isn't a religious blog or a spiritual post. This is just a didactic pursing of the lips about how, in the Western Church, Easter Sunday is chosen and the Easter Season begins.

With Easter Sunday begins the Easter Octave. That's right, Easter is celebrated for a full eight weeks. That is why I am not late. It's still Easter, folks. Today is only Sunday in the second week of Easter. I'm really almost still early if you look at it in a procrastinator sort of way.

And no matter what you believe, believe this: Earth IS the best planet in the whole world and you are alive on it and you are joyful on it and sad on it and hopeful on it and struggling for hope on it and you are loved on it. If you are reading this, you are probably known to me in some small fashion, and are therefore loved by me in some large fashion. This is what liturgy means literally: The Work Of The People. And the work is love. That's what St. Benedict puts forth in his
Holy Rule for monks; that's what work is for G.I. Gurdjeiff; that's what work IS. Read his Fourth Way some time. You will love it. You may even work it.

When one amateur radio operator talks to another amateur radio operator, it is called "working." You "work" each other on 20 meters. You get to know each other. You talk as much as you wish or until the band closes you down. It has its own rubrics; its own liturgy. It's Easter on the radio. It's being connected and saved from being not connected.

I work each and every one of you right here on my blog. And, being worked by you, I work. It's about the work, you know. It's about really livin'; it's about recognizing that God walks along with us as we discuss all the events that have come to pass in recent days.

Happy Easter. Hope that works for you.


At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 5:37:00 PM PDT , Blogger Corn Dog said...

Hey! Thanks for the link. I loved the post and the other vids.

At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 6:41:00 PM PDT , Blogger Mayden's Voyage said...

Oh- did you know that the Holy Grail is one of my favorite movies of all time? LOL! :)
I had no idea that Easter was celebrated for 8 weeks- but I'm guessing that it might have something to do with how long Jesus was on earth before he ascended into heaven?
Baptists are terrible about paying attenting to these kinds of things- but hey- I'm learning.

This was a great post...
it worked for me :)
My CB handle as a kid was "Cookie Monster" LOL-
Somethings never change...

At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 6:56:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

CORN DAWG!: Glad you liked it. You have some great stuff going on in Dog Land, yourself. And don't forget to celebrate National Corn Dog Day next year. I know I'll be celebrating. I think it only goes for four weeks, though since it's only half as important as Easter.

MAYDEN OF THE VOY-AWGE: Get OUT! Candace loves it, I love it and I'm sure the majority of us in The Land of Kewl also love it.

Yeah, that whole 8 week thing probably has something to do with the 50 days before we get "the bird." Who knows. It's all so complicated.

My favorite CB handle was the one I heard when driving on I-5 through Lodi or Stockton: The Undercover Lover. I thought that was pretty clever. Bye, Cookie Monster!

At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 7:54:00 PM PDT , Blogger Sheila said...

Great post Gawpo.
I would like to make a movable feast of the bunnies that are decimating my garden, even as we speak.
Oh Yes, they are cute, and may start with opening envelopes, but I have rogue bunnies, and they are stripping my bushes and eating all my spring bulbs.
Time for a rabbit cull...!
or at least a rabbit relocation program..!

At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 9:19:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

SHEILA: I am nearly ashamed to admit that, being Sicilian, we will eat just about anything that can't get away. Bunnies are so cute, even in the frying pan. Yeah, it's sad. But it's true. It's cheaper to fly commercial, so I'll need a ride from the airport. See you there!

Can't you fence them out? Beatrix Potter didn't really say that that worked, now did she? Hmmmmm.....maybe you could do what St. Francis did and make a deal with them: You'll feed them store bought veggies if they will leave your plants alone. Naw, too Franciscan. Won't work.

Back to plan A: Flour, egg, bread crumbs.

Thanks for the kind words about the post, Sheiler. Swoon....

At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 10:06:00 PM PDT , Blogger Logophile said...

Velly Intellesting.
I just had the desire to say thing, you know how that goes.


At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 10:13:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

PHOGOLILE: Whoa! Yeah, Baby, YEAH! I'll work it, all right.

If the weather is good, I'm flying up your way. Checking the weather for the 10 day forecast now.......


At Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 10:14:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

I'm back from the weather check. It sucks.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 12:29:00 AM PDT , Blogger bazza27 said...

Thanks for clearing that up Gawpo. On a serious note, very informative, always nice to learn something new.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 5:01:00 AM PDT , Blogger lime said...

it works for me. it works very well. i needed it. thank you.

oh and when i was a kid my grandad was very into the CB...his handle was golden eagle and he dubbed me winona. he used to call me princess too. thanks for bringing back some warm memories.

those bunnies are too much! i want a bunny letter opener!!! i liek the bunny with balls of steel..awesome! and just in case you wondered, i'm raising my kids properly, they all can recite the holy grail.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 6:29:00 AM PDT , Blogger mindy said...

happy easter. i'm telling you.. i really learn things. oh gawpo, you're so wise. by the way the holy grail, life of brian, does it get any funnier than that?

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 6:43:00 AM PDT , Anonymous quilly said...

Gawpo -- "the bird" -- lol!

This was an excellent "not religious" Easter post. Thanks for providing this morning's material for meditation.

Remember, Jesus loves you anyway. ;)

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 7:17:00 AM PDT , Blogger vicci said...

Excellent post my friend...very interesting! AND...where are your pics????? (on your fridge)!!!
AND.....good time for flyin months are approaching.....I just know you will have to come down this way sooner or later...:-)
Dem bunnies are too cute......I lub the little bunnies!

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 10:31:00 AM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BAZZA: Yes, many have approached me about this. I just feel it's my duty to clear up the confusion. And thank you for your kind words. Your pictures are awesome. Keep it up.

LIME: Well, it's not tie-dye but it'll do. You do good work, whether it's giving up Saturdays for Little League or sharing wisdom on your page. You work for me, Limers. I deeply appreciate your you.

Now all you have to do is get your kids to memorize Raising Arizona and they will be just fine.

MINDY: And I learn from you, dear wonderful person! Remember to just always look on the bright si-ide of life (insert whistles here). You are cracking me up large. Thank you for your very kind words.

QUILLY: Yeah, from what I can make of "the bird," that's how we come to recognize stuff in each other. I always imagined beginning Mass: "In the name of The Daddy, The Kid and The Bird, Ah-men." But never got around to it, mostly, I supposed, because I didn't receive Orders.

VICCI: Why thank you kindly, Ma'am. Guess what I did last night....I stared at my refrigerator door, choosing pics. I think I am going to have to flatten them out best I can and take digital captures of them. Oh, they're comin' my friend....they're comin'. Flying south is a definite thing and I will be calling you ahead of time.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 12:49:00 PM PDT , Blogger somewhere joe said...

Bunny Hopwell's First Spring was my favorite baby book.

Walter and I once picked up a freshly killed rabbit off the road and took it home to roast. Then we thought better of it and gave it to Chien, the weimaramer. He was delighted.

Easter fell on my birthday for the third and last time in 1984.

Jesus walked away from death. I think I'll maybe trust him...

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 1:40:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

SOMEWHERE JEAUX: My sister's birthday occurs at midnight, joining yours to hers the next day. You also got '62 and '73. I turned 21 on Easter Sunday of '75 and felt that I should shave my head to mark the occasion. My last and perhaps final dual feast was 1997.

I was driving home with Mac and we came upon a fresh killed bunny. I stopped, picked it up, and my dog got no part of it. Flour, Egg, Breadcrumbs. The key is to shave tons of Romano into the breadcrumbs. You guys chickened on rabbit. Few, however, rabbit on chicken.

Oh happy day. Oh happy day. I walk with you, Dear Joe.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 4:23:00 PM PDT , Blogger lime said...

awww gawpo, i'm touched (some would hasten to add 'in the head' and that would be fine) but touched, nonetheless, thanks. so very glad i found your corner of blogdom.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 4:40:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

LIMERS: You speak my own words. Let's meet for lemon drops.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 5:01:00 PM PDT , Anonymous quilly said...

Gawpo, I have been running a children's ministry for 6 years now on Saturdays. Maybe I'll do it for you -- instead of Big Daddy, Junior and The Spook.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 5:23:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

QUILLY: Oh crap that is funny. I like "Big Daddy." That works for me. Maybe we should leave in the "Big?" We've gone mad, I tell you! MAD!!!! Mwuahhaaahhhaaaawww...........

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 5:53:00 PM PDT , Blogger Blue the Spa Girl said...

"The resurrection narratives have always fascinated me. Especially the one where Jesus joins two of the disciples as they are walking along the road and the two guys don't recognize Jesus until after. I love that. Makes me try harder to recognize people when I am talking to them."
Brings to mind once I heard someone say that if you took a picture of everyone you dislike, and then threw darts at them on a dartboard, underneath, the dartboard would be Jesus. So, that said, if that makes any sense at all, meant to me to pay attention; to remind myself that inside each one of us is that element of Truth.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 7:55:00 PM PDT , Blogger Blue the Spa Girl said...

The sheer amount of content in your posts is staggering. The intellectual impact is soo lingering. Get this, I walk away from my computer, and am left thinking about this post. As with most of your posts. But this one in particular, sparked a memory for me that I had to return and share.
A year or so ago, I attended a Christian group, Exploring Christianity, at my church. Anglican, St.Georges. Gorgeous church. Kindof our family church. Anyhoo, during our Tuesday evening gatherings, we would partake in a study of the book of Mark, (the shortest of the testaments) and a simple meal was shared. I rose one evening after finishing my meal, and offered to carry some empty plates back to the kitchen. The meal was free you see, and I felt it only right to contribute in some way.
The woman in charge of the kitchen stood up from eating her own meal, took the plates from my hand, and gently reminded me that " day, it will be YOUR TURN to serve. Leave the cleaning to us."
I realized, that my uncouth behaviour, or so I thought, really it was ignorance, that the SERVING, is the thing. Like Shakespeare's "the play is the thing", in Christianity, the serving is the reward.
Okay. See how you get me thinking. I have yet to earn my wings in the serving department. I am trying however.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 10:23:00 PM PDT , Blogger Ps said...

Amazing Bunny videos!That second bunny was really something!!So was the snake fighting one.
Mr.Fab is going to love this.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 10:27:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BLUE TSG: Wow. Okay, you broke loose a memory of what Fr. Aidan Shea, O.S.B. talked to us about once. He went on about how difficult it is to just permit a person you know to walk up to you without judging them. He was putting out the notion of pure transparency, namely, that we sort of stick little signs on people as they draw near us; we put them in categories that are more about us than about them and that really, we rarely allow the person to be the person they are without our prejudging and making them fit into the appropriate holes we have cut for them. The thought of throwing darts at those whom we dislike and then gathering our wits to include the persona that is loved by God or Jesus or The Universe or Whatever---that is what embracing is all about. We shut people off. We only let so much light filter through our preassigned spectra. Wow.

BLUE TSG: As monks, we took turns serving. Serving is VERY important to the dance of spiritual life. That Gospel story that occurs in the synoptics wherein Martha serves Jesus and the disciples is called to mind. She waits on them hand and foot. It is her time to serve and others' time to be served. Being served is a giving of its own. Accepting a complement or a pair of earrings from Vicci is a ministry. That is so funny, seeing you get the plates virtually ripped from your inappropriate endeavor to flip over to serving. No, no, girl. You will have your turn. I love that!

I love thinking with you, Blue. It is like chanting the Divine Office: One side sings, the other listens; then that side sings and the other listens. Back and forth. Forth and back.

Your serve.

At Monday, April 16, 2007 at 10:35:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

Ps: Your comment came in as I was responding to Blue's so it looks like I passed you by. Naw-tuh-tall.

My little wild bunnies are out in my yard daily now. I always wonder where they go and how they make it through our rainy season. I never see them, yet they must be close by. Do they hibernate? Dunno. But they sure are cute. Cute little gray bunnies. Cute, cute, cute. They are off limits for the frying pan, too. My little hilltop is a critter sanctuary. Glad you liked it. Fab would love the bunny vids, for sure.

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 7:41:00 AM PDT , Blogger lime said...

oh, the serving i could chew on that for days on end. whatever gifts we have been endowed with, they can't be exercised properly unless they are given by those in possesion and recieved by the rest of us. such a simple concept but one so often miss.

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 9:43:00 AM PDT , Blogger ARM said...

I shall come back for the videos later. But thank you for the lesson, even though it wasn't meant to be a lesson.

On Easter, I ate Whopper Robin Eggs and a dark-chocolate Lindt bunny. Even though you worked, did you at least get some Easter goodies?

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 2:01:00 PM PDT , Blogger Diesel said...

Amen. I have a letter opener that does that same trick and doesn't poop on my desk.

And in a clear sign of synchronicity and cosmic convergence and all that, I have worked a Monty Python reference into my post for tomorrow as well.

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 3:40:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

ARM: Oh yeah, Baby, yeah. I got into the goodies with the best of 'em. I missed Peeps, though. I love Peeps. Pink Peeps. I love them. They soothe me. Whoppers are a constant replenish in the Gawpo cupboard. So are Mild Duds in the big carton and Strawberry Twizzlers. There. You know everything there is to know about me now. Happy? HAPPY?! I can't hold back from you, Arm. I don't know why. I bare my soul to you whether you like it or not.

DIESEL: I thought you were going to say, "And I have a letter opener that does that same trick on bunnies." But you didn't have the...guts.

Build that post. Celebrate that synchronicity and convergence of cosmotology! That's a reference to the wild........hare. (Sorry, dude. I know my puns hurt, but I can't help it.)

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 3:44:00 PM PDT , Anonymous Kat said...

Well considering your logic, I guess I'm not late telling you Happy Easter Gawpo! Very cute bunny videos, now I want one.

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 4:31:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

KAT: YES!!! Happy Easter to you too, my dear friend. And don't worry---I will get you your very own bunny video. (gawd, i'm so funny!)

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 7:31:00 PM PDT , Blogger ARM said...

No peeps for me...they freak me out for some reason. Whoppers are kind of freaky if you really think about them for a minute. But I don't think about them. I just eat them. MMMMM malted milk balls!!!

At Tuesday, April 17, 2007 at 9:05:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

ARM: Did I actually say Mild Duds up there? Yeah. Well, you know what I meand. What I love about the Whoppers (or, as I like to call them--Whompers) is when you get that chewy one. I suffer all the rest in the hope of getting just one in the carton. They don't mix well with milk and don't even try them with cherry tomatoes.

At Wednesday, April 18, 2007 at 8:48:00 AM PDT , Blogger Candace said...

Aiya! Go-go tow-djai djun-hai ho sew! (Wow! That bunny is really very funny!) I think I soiled my armour. It's good to hear Cantonese again. ^_^

I like Peeps because they're pretty guilt-free. They'd be better smothered in chocolate, though. ^_^

At Wednesday, April 18, 2007 at 11:16:00 AM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

CANDACE (aka, Chocolate): Yeah, why don't we just surrender and change the word for guilt to "chocolate"? I feel chocolatey for calling you names. I have a chocolate-ridden conscience. How do you plead: Chocolatey or Not Chocolatey?

At Wednesday, April 18, 2007 at 4:23:00 PM PDT , Blogger Claire said...

Now that bunny causing the snake to "Run Away! Run Away!" was freaking hilarious. MP and the HG is one of my all time ab fab favs! I was about 18 when it came out. All of us college buddies went to see it a million times and laughed so hard, ah, the good old days!

At Wednesday, April 18, 2007 at 6:57:00 PM PDT , Blogger Laurie said...

The vids are hysterical. Thanks for brightening my day. :)

At Wednesday, April 18, 2007 at 11:06:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

Oh, CLAIRE: So hap, hap, happy am I that you like the bunny vids. Is not that the funniest movie ever? I went with some college buddies, too. I think we were 19. Anyway, I ran into Sally Smith at the Lancaster Mall cinemas. We were classmates at Turlock High and she was going to school at Willamette University. Very funny.

LAURIE: Yay! A brightening of the day I will gladly take away and say, "Hooray!"

At Thursday, April 19, 2007 at 8:52:00 PM PDT , Blogger Candace said...

I plead chocolate, Chocolate, CHOCOLATE!!! (Oooh, I mean, FOR chocolate. . .)

At Thursday, April 19, 2007 at 9:06:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

CANDACE: The Court finds you chocolate. Happy now!

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