It is almost Easter, and I am already getting into mood. Taking time to walk outdoors, enjoying the sun, sensing the first smells of approaching spring. In Lapland, where I come from, seasons are a powerful force that sets the pace of your life more than anything else. When spring comes, life starts anew. Winter is time for some mental hibernation at least, recovering of powers, and summer is one huge wave of life: 24/7, you are extremely awake to everything that happens. As the sun does not get down at all, there is no need for you either. At least when you are very young. Nowadays, here in Tampere (c. 900 kilometres south), things are not the same, but still the transition from snow covers of winter into the warmth of summer is much more dramatic than in many other areas of the world. Easter is to me – a techno-pagan of a sorts – an important break in the rhythm of the year, and gateway into rebirth. My family are Easter Orthodox Christians and for them Easter is the biggest celebration of the year. Suits me, too.
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