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Philip Spiess
Okay, it seems logical that we will leave Jerry Ochs's photographic entry as this week's "Sursum as Summum" Challenge. But nobody responded to the last one, which was about "the rabbit in the moon." The celebration of the Christian Easter, which is always calculated to be the first Sunday, after the first full moon, after the Spring equinox, begs the question, "Why"? (By the way, the incredible 1826-1828 mechanical clock in the Cathedral of Strasburg, France, has master mechanical calculators incorporated into it to calculate Easter, and equinoxes, and eclipses of the sun and moon, and -- there are some astronomical things the clock is built to calculate -- if it's maintained -- that won't happen for some 1,000 years. The clock also, at noon, has the Apostles parade and pass and bow to Christ; every fifteen mintues a little angel turns a sand clock in its hands to count the quarter hours; Death strikes the hours of the night on a bell with a bone; etc., etc. If you're ever in Strasburg, the capital of Alsace -- note Nelson Abanto, who's now in Alsace for his son's wedding -- be sure and visit this clock in the Cathedral at either noon or 6:00 o'clock; it's an adventure. But I digress.)
"Why?" My 6th Grade students asked me one year why a rabbit ("the Easter Bunny") was associated with Easter, and, aside from telling them not to eat the "little chocolate eggs" that rabbits leave in the lawn, I had to tell them I didn't know, which I did tell them if they asked questions I was not prepared to answer. But, as I also told them, I would find out the answer. And the answer was extraordinary: Easter is named after Oestra, an ancient Eastern fertility goddess, as well as goddess of the moon (see the moon's cycles, the monthly "estrous cycle," and the moon's pull on tides), whose symbol was the rabbit -- for obvious reasons. [I once wrote a little couplet called "The Multiplication Table": "The reason that there are rabbits / Is they all have certain habits."] But why, exactly, a rabbit in the moon? As I was pondering this, coming home from work on a night where I had worked late, driving on the main road near my house which runs east to west -- I was driving east -- suddenly a low-risen full moon appeared really big in front of me in the sky and -- son of a bitch! -- there was the rabbit! We are so ingrained to see the man in the moon that we don't see a rabbit. If you look at the full moon, the rabbit faces left, with its ears streaming to the right over the top of the moon's sphere. Check it out!
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