I remember one year I what as
a ghost for Halloween. I did this
because we had just purchased new sheets, and my grandma (a child of the
Depression) would not allow anything to be thrown away. She recycled or repurposed before it was
trending. It was also the easiest
costume to make. A few holes for my eyes
(I don’t think my grandma cut one for my mouth to breathe ~ but breathing is
overrated). She used some markers to
make the eyes stand out. And voila,
instant Halloween costume.
The truth is we are all
haunted by unholy ghosts in our lives. We may no longer be afraid of monsters under
our bed, but we are afraid of the images we see on the news and the voices that
tell us the world is dangerous.
What ghosts and ghouls do you
deal with?
Tie this to what we talked
about yesterday with systems. How do you
show up when the gathering sends a chill down your spine? You know that meeting you dread each
month. Or that broken person who keeps
calling? Do you keep putting on the same
costume to show up? This is not meant to
blame or shame, but to notice.
In fact, I would contend that noticing, rather than moving ahead on autopilot
is a brave practice we need now more than ever.
This starts with noticing the places where your stomach does summersaults,
your mind races like a hamster on a wheel, and your heart sounds like a bass
drum of a marching band. Hold those
moments and think about what you said or didn’t say ~ the truth is that in
anxious situations we can get bigger (raise our voice, pound the table, demand
our way or the highway) or we can get smaller (sink to the sidelines and stay
silent). How you stay human-size, as
your authentic self, is hard holy work ~ as hard as trying to maintain the
status quo that goes against your values.
I pray for all the ghosts and
ghouls that show up in daylight in your life ~ for all the aches and
heartbreaks and overwhelming sense we are all lugging around in the luggage of
life. May God who also hold you right
now, be felt as we reflect on this one holy, beautiful, broken, precious
life. Amen.
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