There are these little pieces of code or images or popup surprises that sometimes lurk in the nether regions of a computer program or DVD or computer game. If you are not aware of them, or do not know to look for them, you may never see them. The programmers that put them there know they are there and they are happy just knowing that, whether you ever find them or not. It’s like an inside joke for geeks. Sometimes the benevolent geeks leave little direct or indirect clues to help you get at these surprises, and what fun that is when you get there! Sometimes you are on your own and may never find them. You still enjoy the game, but not the secret.
These little hidden jewels are called Easter eggs.
Now, you may be celebrating the Easter holiday today or you may not be. That’s your thing, not mine. Easter, the religious holiday, is about atonement, redemption, dying to the old and arising again to start anew. A religious reset button for the game of life, if you will allow me to extend the metaphor.
Children all over have been furiously hunting for Easter eggs, getting baskets full of pink plastic straw and chocolate bunnies wrapped in golden foil and jelly beans galore. It’s a serious religious holiday, more impactful than Christmas if you are a believer, as commercial as Halloween if you are not.
What I want you to think about are those hidden Easter eggs. Not in the grass behind the shed. Not in the computer game that came in the colorful DVD package.
The Easter eggs that are hidden in our daily lives.
I got home about one AM this morning after a long telepsychiatry shift. As I walked into the downstairs bedroom and deposited my stuff and got ready for sleep, I could see that my wife had left a little card on the bed where I usually shed my clothes. It was a little German card, with bunnies wearing golden crowns and Happy Easter Holidays in German on the front. A sweet note graced the inside.
I (and one of the nurses who works with me) got another unexpected card at work the other day from the sister of a long time patient whom we had helped to secure and maintain her United States citizenship. It was sweet, heartfelt and expressed the kind of thanks that does not have to be documented formally but that warms your heart and makes you feel good pretty much forever after you get it. We had done only a little for her, but she was so grateful to us.
I got a phone call the other day, right out of the blue, with good news that was as unexpected as it was wonderful.
They are hidden everywhere. No, you don’t have to look for them or even see them at all. Your life can be rich and rewarding without them. You can live your life, be happy and be quite comfortable never having seen one.
But that day that one of those little surprises pops into your life, unexpected, refreshing, wonderful, can be one of the best days you’ve ever had, maybe one of many best days if you become more attuned to the hidden mysteries that surround you.
I hope you enjoy your Easter holiday if you celebrate. Even if you don’t, I hope that as spring settles in and stays with us that you will pay attention, look for the clues that the Programmer puts in your path, and that every once in a while an Easter egg will provide you with that true, unbridled joy that makes this life worth living.