Christmas morning early
around the world children are waking up with visions of wrappings torn from
their packages. Parents hold hands and
are proud, joyful and loving to hear the delighted screams. The day of peace on earth and good will seems
abundant with truth and beauty.
Other religions have their celebrations of light in this
time of short days and dark nights.
Spirits are rich with giving and tolerance.
So quickly, however, the new year comes and we are
immersed in the struggles and surrenders of daily lives. Mortgages and rents must be paid. Food scrounged and purchased. This day of celebration is an oasis for many,
a time when stress is suspended and we gather together to honor and appreciate
what is most important. Families share, friends reach out. We hold to what is most sacred in our lives.
This morning, I awake alone at a friend's house where I
am caring for animals. By choice, I am
isolated and separate from festivities.
Economics plays a part, but consciously in this time of togetherness, I
am meditating on what it is to be alone.
Ultimately, no matter the strong bonds of families,
friends and lovers, we are each leading our own separate lives, creating a
unique story of our steps on this planet.
We variously depend on and fend off from each other as energies
shift. We insulate and embrace according
to sometimes arbitrary-seeming impulses and commands.
Throughout our lives, however, is a consistent
undercurrent of connection, a pattern of flow that unites us more than keeps us
apart. No matter the singularity of our
thoughts and the self-preservation of our egos, we all recognize that life is
empty of meaning without sharing. True
wealth is measured by the company we keep close to our hearts.
On any given day, we may feel alone and desperate, isolated
from those we see laughing with hugs and kisses. Our own life may feel more troubled in
comparison to who we might see in a bigger house or a fancier car, surrounded
by others in merriment.
It is simply their moment to shine while we witness from
the shadows. On a holiday such as this,
most of us make the effort to surround ourselves in gratitude with those who
are important in our lives. We celebrate
our loved ones and relish the joy of our creations. We give to each other and
receive bountiful pleasure in return. We
make the effort.
Being alone is a choice.
Scrooge was shown that his own actions had created the reality that kept
him miserable. Joy is always just a
heartbeat away. Whether we have a
lifelong history together or are just passing the person next to us, we can
look in their eye and find the soul who is longing to smile.
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