The Easter Bunny Spills the (Jelly) Beans

The morning sun was just coming up. The early light revealed a world waking up from its long winter slumber. The grass was turning a vibrant green, fragrant yellow daffodils were blooming, and swelling buds were about to burst open on all the trees and shrubs in the neighborhood.

It was Easter Sunday.

Nature’s resurrection each spring seemed perfectly orchestrated to provide the perfect metaphorical backdrop for honoring the Lord’s resurrection. To help augment the metaphorical stage of the miraculous event that occurred on the first Easter, another miraculous event was taking place in people’s very own backyards. During this quiet time of the morning, while everyone was still sleeping, the Easter bunny was quietly and carefully hiding specially decorated eggs for the children.

This Easter bunny prided himself in being able to hide eggs in places that made them a challenge to find. After all, one of life’s big lessons is that finding anything of value requires effort and searching. The busy bunny had just finished hiding his last egg. Suddenly, he was startled by someone behind him shouting, “I’ve caught you!”

The magical bunny turned around to see that he had just been discovered by a young boy.

“I knew it! I knew there was such a thing as the Easter bunny!” said the excited child. Apparently, the boy had gotten out of bed early, put on his clothes, and quietly snuck out the back door in order to get a glimpse of the elusive bunny.

“How can you see me?” asked the magical bunny.

“Because your fur is so white,” answered the boy as if to point out the obvious.

On reflection of the matter, the holiday hare realized that children, because of their innocence, could often see and understand things that are invisible to parents. Caught red-handed in the act of hiding the Easter eggs, the bunny felt the need to explain himself in this awkward situation.

“I am not just a common rodent or lagomorph,” responded the fluffy mythical critter. “I am a metaphor, with real ontological status. I represent a higher-level reality. I am from the spiritual world.”

“Wow! Do you live with real angels when you are not busy hiding eggs?” asked the inquisitive youth.

“Yes, I appear before angels, carrying my special basket, every time they focus their attention on the things that symbolize the resurrection of the Lord. Let me explain by first telling you a great secret,” whispered the bunny.

The inquisitive lad put his ear closer to better hear the rabbit’s hushed voice.

“Every object in the world has a spiritual meaning. So when angels are thinking, objects appear before them that symbolize those meanings,” said the bright bunny. “For instance, my white fur represents the purity of truth. Rabbits are known for their fertility, yet we are also meek and have a humble standing among larger and stronger animals. So we not only symbolize fertility and new life, but that humility is the state of mind that is most fertile for new spiritual life to emerge. Easter represents spiritual rebirth.”

“Does your Easter basket also represent things in heaven?” asked the fascinated child.

“Yes indeed,” responded the smiling rabbit with a quick nose wiggle. “Baskets are for receiving things. An Easter basket represents the gifts that the Lord places in our hearts. The sweet candies represent the sweetness of loving acts. The green grass symbolizes a new activity in our hearts and the beginning of good things that will help our lives to flourish spiritually. Even yellow and purple, the colors of Easter, represent genuine goodness and wisdom.”

“What about Easter eggs? I love to color and help my mom decorate them,” said the wide-eyed boy.

“Easter eggs offer us an especially powerful image of new life. Angels understand eggs as representing the incubation of a new spiritual life within the human heart and will. All the wonderful ways in which Easter eggs are individually decorated represent our personal mental joy of anticipating new beginnings.”

The young boy thought carefully about all he had heard, then asked, “If all this happens in heaven, where angels are, how did these ideas reach all the way down here in my world?”

“The minds of angels and the minds of men and women are closely linked. My presence before the angels of heaven leads to these same ideas secretly flowing into the thoughts of men and women here on earth. That makes me more real than a physical rabbit. If I were not more real, I would not have the unique power to affect peoples’ customs in the mundane world. But my real secret mission is to help people enter the kingdom of heaven,” winked the enchanted bunny.

He then gave the boy the most beautifully decorated egg of all, saying, “I’m here to offer a fun way for people of all ages to become as little children.”

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EDWARD F. SYLVIA, M.T.S. Philosopher/Theologian Edward F. Sylvia attended the School of Visual Arts in New York and received his Master of Theological Studies at the Pacific School of Religion in Berkeley, CA and a Certificate of Swedenborgian Studies from the Swedenborgian House of Studies. He is a member of the Center for Theology and the Natural Sciences (C.T.N.S.) and the Swedenborg Scientific Association (S.S.A.). Award-winning author of "Sermon From the Compost Pile: Seven Steps Toward Creating An Inner Garden" and "Proving God," which fulfills a continuing vision that God’s fingerprints of love can be found everywhere in the manifest universe. His most recent book, "Swedenborg & Gurdjieff: The Missing Links" is an edgy collection of anti-intuitive essays for personal transformation that challenges and inspires. He has been a student of the ideas of both Emanuel Swedenborg and George I. Gurdjieff for over thirty years. Read more about TheGodGuy, his books and his ideas at http://www.staircasepress.com
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3 Responses to The Easter Bunny Spills the (Jelly) Beans

  1. Kathryn Pruiett says:

    What a wonderful story! My Dad told me to check out this blog…….I read this story to my children, and they loved it! Almost as good as Willie the Worm! I’ll never forget that story…. you sure do have a way of helping children grasp the concept of correspondences! thank-you!

  2. thegodguy says:

    Dear Kathryn,

    I am glad your children enjoyed the story. I have always believed that children were quite capable of understanding the concept of correspondences. It is just a matter of switching from left-brain thinking to right-brain thinking. I have two earlier posts entitled, “How Harry The Snake Became God’s Favorite Pet,” and “The Stone That Reached Heaven.” I think your children will enjoy them as well. From time to time I will continue to post STORIES FOR CHILDREN (AND THE WISE).

  3. tara says:

    I love the Easter Bunny story. It really gives true meaning of what Easter is really all about. I’ll have to copy this and share it with the family. This is really a great blog that you’ve put together. Even though I am not a child anymore, I look forward to reading more of your stories for children ( the snake and the stone).

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