February 26th, 2004
|09:30 am - What kind of Wednesday? Huh?|
So, last night was Ash Wednesday, huh? The big AW. Yeah, I'm going to call it that because I don't want to type Wednesday more than I already have.
So, last night Tina and I went to the planetarium on campus. Every few Wed. nights they do a planetarium show, followed by some hot telescope action on the roof, and Tina's always wanted to go, so we went.
And yes, the Buffett lines, "Tonight they're gonna go stargazing / try to figure out which one they're near," ran through my mind a few times last night.
Well, first let me say that the planetarium needs nicer seats. Some with head/neck support. But despite that, it was fun. We looked at 3D pictures of Mars in a slideshow afterwords (complete with glasses), which was also cool.
Then it was off to the roof, where we got out the 12" telescope and looked at a number of planets and things: Venus first, the Moon second, Mars third, Saturn fourth (Saturn was the best, because of the detail we could see: I could make out the rings very clearly), and Jupiter fifth. We also tried to see the Orion Nebula, but by then the clouds had rolled in and we couldn't even see the constellation Orion.
Well, at this time, there was a knock at the telescope door, and the guy opened it. I looked down into the darkness of the stairwell, and there were about 6 people crowding into the doorway. What first struck me was that there were two women with the *exact* same birthmark on their foreheads. It looked, in the darkness, like someone had put a quarter down in the center of their forehead and smacked it with a hammer.
Well, we were done, so we walked out past them. It was then that I realised that those "birthmarks" I'd seen weren't actually birthmarks at all, but were just poorly drawn ash crosses.
It was then that I realized that it was the big AW.
Me, I'm not giving up anything for Lent. The most important thing in my life is my religion, and I ain't giving that up, baby. I've always been amused by people who give up little things for Lent, like Chocolate or candy, but it takes *guts* to give up things like smoking or other adictions, and I'm always impressed at people who do.
Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: "She's Got You", -JB
|Date:||February 26th, 2004 06:35 am (UTC)|| |
I find it interesting that lately I've been meeting pagans who do celebrate Lent. I still get the urge to go through with it, though lately I've given up everything I enjoy anyway (drinking, soda, candy) for other reasons, and just saying it's for Lent is kind of a cop-out.
It's funny--for years, growing up Catholic, I dreaded Lent. Now that I actually see a point to it, I'm no longer Catholic.
But I find it interesting. Now, I can't remember if Lent goes back to Roman practice. Something tells me it does, but I'm not entirely sure. Something to do with February as a month of purification. Not a bad idea; I think everyone should go through a period of spiritual and physical spring cleaning.
I don't know about that, but I do know that the reason Catholics can have fish on Fridays is because one Pope had a relation (um, cousin, I think) who owned a fishing business that was going under.
Lent is also one of the reasons that there are vegetarians who eat fish. Obviously it's not "real" meat. . .
|Date:||February 26th, 2004 06:47 am (UTC)|| |
Oh, that doesn't surprise me. Hell, I'd put down money it was one of the Medicis.
One year, I got tired of the whole thing and told them I was giving up Lent. They weren't amused, I don't know why, and they got all pissy about it. So the next year I gave up Christianity in general! I'm quite happy, no longer feel guilty, and I haven't looked back.
I have never practiced the idea of "giving something up" for Lent. I never participated in a church that did that.
But I've always felt that giving up your religion would be a true sacrifice for a religious person, so it would be, paradoxically, the perfect thing to give up.
*grins* Glad you don't feel guilty :)
Since it was so bloody easy to give up, I've had to come to the conclusion that it must not have been "my" religion. I could not give up Druidry with the same lack of guilt.
My roommate is a non-practicing Catholic. She was talking about the ashes yesterday and I had to suppress insane giggles at the mental image of heading ofr her with a washcloth, going "Hold on, you got a little something there..."
*laughs* I misread that initially and saw the phrase "practicing non-Catholic". . .
Until yesterday I had never seen anyone who did the ash thing on the forehead(and I've lived here all my life I must add). I honestly think there's been a resurgence of 'observance' due to Mel Gibson's movie.. Whether in agreement with it or in protest against it I could not say but I do think it is a definite response to it. He 'had' to release it on Ash Wednesday didn't he? That most definitely was a deliberate move.