Palm Sunday & Blessed Pussy Willows
What’s in the Basket? Why?
The
Pussy Willow: A Resurrection Branch
Nature Announces Spiritual Rebirth
The inspiring beauty and
simplicity of Polish family traditions are captured in the blessed branch of
Palm Sunday. They are prepared and brought to church by each person as a natural way to
worship the wounded Savior: Jesus. Few leaders in the world were handed over to
such a mob, tormented, publicly tortured, and physically abused, as was the Son
of God in the hands of human beings.
The darkness, messy dirt, craggy
ice, and the cold freezing onslaught of winter recedes, as the Son of God rises
from a cemetery grave. His burial place is solemnly and beautifully depicted
here (below) at St Casimir’s, one of our most loved and revered traditions.
Fruits of the fasts are
gathered here, at the Lord’s Tomb, because we recognize Jesus suffering in
every needy and marginalized person (above family). In some very spiritual way as our Lenten
“promises” our sacrifices, have been filling the blessed St Casimir giving
cups. A way to carry Jesus’ Cross, His own instrument of execution, is in lightening
the burden of our Kaisertown neighbors, who seek some refreshment at our
monthly Hospitality Table and Food Pantry. Your Lenten, sacrifices and
donations pay for the food we distribute remembering the mission of the Prince
of the Poor.
Yes, in Polish spirituality the pussy willow
proclaims Jesus’ upcoming victory over all pain and abuse. He carried our
weaknesses to heal our wounds of our misgivings.
So, celebrate the Pussy Willow!
Contemplate the generosity of God who sent His Son do things unimaginable! Just
for us.
The Pussy Willow is a
victory branch, quietly and resiliently saying: there is no evil, out of which
good cannot come (Polish proverbs use double negatives) a version of the Biblical: all things will work
out well for those who love God (Rm 8:28).
That’s why we bless this
branch, which once sanctified and carried in procession, is used as a Resurrection
branch, a sign of our healing.
The blessed pussy willow is a true Resurrection
branch, a symbol of our heritage and faith. Often accompanied by spring or
tissue flowers, greens (fragrant or creeping myrtle, boxwood), and ribbons, it
far outshines atrophied palm strips distributed in some churches, which look
more like rigid masking tape. Their best
use, however, is for weaving and plaiting into the Passion and Resurrection
symbols of Holy Week.
As a palm weaver registered at Michigan State
University in Lansing, Fr Krysa each year fashions 21 various weaves as he
meditates in celebration of Holy Week. Check out last year’s procession photo (above with red-stained Coptic Cross --a symbolic action-prayer for victims of abuse and the martyred Christians of Cairo). He can also boast of a number of students who have picked up this symbolic
faith art.
His 32 year collection of priests’ processional
palms drew much attention during the 3 year exhibit at St Casimir’s Social
Center, and last year during all of Holy Week and Easter Season in St Casimir’s
sanctuary. St Casimir’s has also hosted numerous palm weaving seminars, Now, insights
and meaning are shared through instructional videos available on Youtube.com/stcasimirbuffalo. All in celebration of Jesus’ Resurrection
victory.
I am still amazed at seniors who complain that
there are not enough young people in church. Did you ever show a young person
how to weave a palm into a faith symbol? Did you talk to them about the wonders
Jesus worked and endured during each day of Holy Week? What makes each day of Holy
Week, holy? Do you bring them to the Lord’s Tomb (above pic)? Light a vigil candle with
them? Pray with them at the Lord's Tomb for a recently deceased loved one? Or do you just bless
sausage for them, pray for them, do everything for them? Pray with them, not just for them. And the
best prayer involves a symbolic action.
Today’s 20-somethings are looking for real
meaning in life. Meaning is the opposite of depression, illness, and
loneliness. Most of them say “No one ever showed us anything we could hand on.”
It’s that long lost “I wished I would have gotten that recipe before Grandma
died?” Yes. the lost recipe saga. The lost recipe for living. Too late now.
Meaning is more effectively handed on by doing
something with a younger person, and almost never by buying them something. Why
do we try so hard to fool ourselves and our loved ones?
All I can say: tap them, at least, on the
shoulder with a blessed palm in the name of Jesus and his upcoming victory. My father
tapped me. Tap them and say: “In six days the great day! In six sleeps the
great awakening!”
Maybe you’ll knock some meaning into your soul.
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