Celebrations are times in life when what happens in the inner life becomes visible beyond the person, to a community. The private decisions, joy, and deepest movings of the soul are seen outside. I like celebrations. I like the way it draws people together. I like the way these celebrations bring to the surface the good in life. It seems that for once the good are honored and life becomes what we always hope it to be. This weekend the refreshing breeze of goodness washed over my soul. I see balance where I usually see imbalance. I see harmony when I usually see people trying to destroy one another. I see and hear laughing. Most of my time is spent in and around tears. I see and I hear hearts breaking. And somehow I watched this wedding and for a few hours I begin to see life differently. All because I can see the hope and joy in someone else’s soul. I saw celebration of an inward change between a man and woman and the recognition of beauty in someone else. I like being an on-looker to those changes and the fresh perspective of laugher and joy. Somehow the celebrations in life are the pieces that I remember. The ‘high’ points in life I look back on. They make me smile in-spite of myself and my soul begins to turn. Turn back around to refocus and re-evaluate.
Interesting what two days away can do. Ordinary becomes fresh and regular feels new again. Isn’t that what life should be? A coming back to try again and a new way to live an ordinary life.
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