For me Easter was walking my dog along a quiet trail and suddenly hearing the extraordinarily vibrant singing of a mockingbird and being totally captivated by his music, the range of notes, the tonality, the pitch, the celebration, the pure sound of Nature.  I stood there and closed my eyes and felt the vibration, the joy, the magic flowing through me.  It was profound connection.  The simplicity of it all washed through me leaving me feeling blessed and cleansed.  I smiled, thanked her, and left her alone to sing her Song, our Song.