When all the boys came to the yard, lured in by anticipation of milkshakes, they knew about Easter Eggs. They expected something good might happen.
For those that have forgotten, or just didn’t have context for the expression, an Easter Egg is a delightful little surprise. Programmers often tuck them into video games. Rather than thinking or researching, I took the lazy-(wo)man’s way and asked my husband to think of one. He laughed, and responded, “In Grand Theft Auto 5 there’s a tower that is a beast to scale and when you get to the top it says, ‘There’s nothing to see here.” It’s the random thing that you didn’t know you would find that brings a smile to your face. It’s a happy accident that you stumble upon them, but it’s no accident that they are there.
Enter the painted rock. You might find them unexpectedly laying amongst the landscaping stones of the children’s hospital, nestled among the plantings at the park, or just resting on a window ledge at the grocery store. Little gifts in the path, intentionally placed there for whoever might find them. Possibly originating with Megan Murphy of Conneticut’s Kindness Rocks project, http://www.thekindnessrocksproject.com, in recent years the painted-rock trend has moved Easter Eggs from the realm of video games and into physical public spaces.
My daughter and exchange student sister Lucia are both painting rocks at my kitchen counter as I write this and my son says, “I don’t see the point. Why would you spend time painting just to leave it for a stranger?” Sometimes the question is the answer. You would paint it to leave it for a stranger, because to everyone who hasn’t met us yet we are all strangers. We need to be reminded that the world is filled with possibility. Acting with intention we can leave a little goodness in the path of whoever might find it.