Celebrations photo by Pexels @ Pixabay
It’s been a tough year for so many of us. In addition to the usual amount of loss we humans experience in a year, we’ve endured the unprecedented death of so many additional people around the globe due to a virus that slipped in quietly and shook us all like a snow globe. We are still in the midst of its power. So at a time when we are used to celebrating, there are many sad souls.
But I didn’t write to remind you of all you already know. I’m writing to turn your thoughts a bit inward, to seek out why we really celebrate. Is it a calendar date, a religious event, a historical marker, or just a habit? I believe our inclination toward celebration is what inspires the activities themselves. We celebrate life and the extraordinary events that came about to bring us here, all together at this time. The one you’re missing now is also a part of this miraculous experience we share.
As I age, it takes less to make me feel the magnitude of beauty in life, and my connection to it. Even in death there is awe that the presence that was once here in a physical form still shows like an imprint of itself, still sharing love, comfort, guidance. We are more than we know, and so is your loved one. Much more than simply gone.
Celebrations are not reserved for feelings of happiness only. They are an act of gratitude for all that comes with this journey of life. All we will never forget. All we enduringly treasure. Do not skip the beauty of life that still exists nor belittle the significance of your continued presence here when so many have moved on. Celebrate the air you breathe, the vast sky above, the ground beneath your feet. Celebrate peace, quiet, endurance, love. Celebrate nothing.
Take good care of yourself.
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