Last Updated On December 16, 2017

 

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December 11, 2017

Hello my little dancing sugar elves, its time for Day Eleven.

Today’s topic is LONELINESS.

Just the concept of loneliness around the holidays kills me. Its like, even if everything is shit and the sky is falling and you’ve done stupid things AT LEAST YOU’RE NOT ALONE. I feel like it is the most miserable of human conditions. The stuff of suicide and solitary confinement. I almost never cry from movies but I remember a lonely Sandra Bullock scene from While You Were Sleeping that crushed me. See, even this level of romantic comedy loneliness is too much. I read on Huffington Post how Carrie Fischer’s dog perked up when seeing her on screen in The Last Jedi. Even lonely animals. I can’t take it.

And the creeptastic thing about loneliness is that you can create it. In your own mind. We’ve all felt this alienation, even sitting among others we can feel terribly, painfully alone. Unable to connect, feeling distracted, unfocussed, and untethered. During the holiday season, I think this is most people’s most foundational desire- to not feel alone.

The sharpest pain of loneliness is the erosion of our faith in other people. This is what drives the season’s charitable giving and investment in myths like Santa Claus and Elf on a Shelf, we want to believe in other people, we want to believe what we can’t see, we want to feel bonds beyond our everyday experience.

This year my husband participated in a secret santa type gift exchange on Reddit. My son shopped for an adopted buddy through the Salvation Army. And I joined my son and a friend and her children in sending cards to kids with chronic illness. It makes me feel less alone, to close my eyes and reach out to the hands of humanity around me, to touch who I didn’t even know existed, to listen to stories, to pass something nurtured under my countenance to the waiting embrace of another. I can be surrounded by bodies, surrounded by blessings, and yet an essential piece is missing without this.

And bonus: If you join another or even witness another in this kind of effort, there is no better way to understand and know a person more intimately than through their acts of compassion. These experiences are windows into the soul.

On this Eleventh Day of advent, I invite you to….believe in someone you don’t know. Get out your glue sticks or your spatula or even your wallet- and make some magic!

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Last Updated On December 16, 2017

 

I played my best for Him

 

December 11, 2017

Hello my little dancing sugar elves, its time for Day Eleven.

Today’s topic is LONELINESS.

Just the concept of loneliness around the holidays kills me. Its like, even if everything is shit and the sky is falling and you’ve done stupid things AT LEAST YOU’RE NOT ALONE. I feel like it is the most miserable of human conditions. The stuff of suicide and solitary confinement. I almost never cry from movies but I remember a lonely Sandra Bullock scene from While You Were Sleeping that crushed me. See, even this level of romantic comedy loneliness is too much. I read on Huffington Post how Carrie Fischer’s dog perked up when seeing her on screen in The Last Jedi. Even lonely animals. I can’t take it.

And the creeptastic thing about loneliness is that you can create it. In your own mind. We’ve all felt this alienation, even sitting among others we can feel terribly, painfully alone. Unable to connect, feeling distracted, unfocussed, and untethered. During the holiday season, I think this is most people’s most foundational desire- to not feel alone.

The sharpest pain of loneliness is the erosion of our faith in other people. This is what drives the season’s charitable giving and investment in myths like Santa Claus and Elf on a Shelf, we want to believe in other people, we want to believe what we can’t see, we want to feel bonds beyond our everyday experience.

This year my husband participated in a secret santa type gift exchange on Reddit. My son shopped for an adopted buddy through the Salvation Army. And I joined my son and a friend and her children in sending cards to kids with chronic illness. It makes me feel less alone, to close my eyes and reach out to the hands of humanity around me, to touch who I didn’t even know existed, to listen to stories, to pass something nurtured under my countenance to the waiting embrace of another. I can be surrounded by bodies, surrounded by blessings, and yet an essential piece is missing without this.

And bonus: If you join another or even witness another in this kind of effort, there is no better way to understand and know a person more intimately than through their acts of compassion. These experiences are windows into the soul.

On this Eleventh Day of advent, I invite you to….believe in someone you don’t know. Get out your glue sticks or your spatula or even your wallet- and make some magic!

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Last Updated On December 16, 2017

I played my best for Him

December 11, 2017

Hello my little dancing sugar elves, its time for Day Eleven.

Today’s topic is LONELINESS.

Just the concept of loneliness around the holidays kills me. Its like, even if everything is shit and the sky is falling and you’ve done stupid things AT LEAST YOU’RE NOT ALONE. I feel like it is the most miserable of human conditions. The stuff of suicide and solitary confinement. I almost never cry from movies but I remember a lonely Sandra Bullock scene from While You Were Sleeping that crushed me. See, even this level of romantic comedy loneliness is too much. I read on Huffington Post how Carrie Fischer’s dog perked up when seeing her on screen in The Last Jedi. Even lonely animals. I can’t take it.

And the creeptastic thing about loneliness is that you can create it. In your own mind. We’ve all felt this alienation, even sitting among others we can feel terribly, painfully alone. Unable to connect, feeling distracted, unfocussed, and untethered. During the holiday season, I think this is most people’s most foundational desire- to not feel alone.

The sharpest pain of loneliness is the erosion of our faith in other people. This is what drives the season’s charitable giving and investment in myths like Santa Claus and Elf on a Shelf, we want to believe in other people, we want to believe what we can’t see, we want to feel bonds beyond our everyday experience.

This year my husband participated in a secret santa type gift exchange on Reddit. My son shopped for an adopted buddy through the Salvation Army. And I joined my son and a friend and her children in sending cards to kids with chronic illness. It makes me feel less alone, to close my eyes and reach out to the hands of humanity around me, to touch who I didn’t even know existed, to listen to stories, to pass something nurtured under my countenance to the waiting embrace of another. I can be surrounded by bodies, surrounded by blessings, and yet an essential piece is missing without this.

And bonus: If you join another or even witness another in this kind of effort, there is no better way to understand and know a person more intimately than through their acts of compassion. These experiences are windows into the soul.

On this Eleventh Day of advent, I invite you to….believe in someone you don’t know. Get out your glue sticks or your spatula or even your wallet- and make some magic!

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