Family feasts
"Holiday" and "family" are the essential marks lexical people happy. It seems to me ...
We can reclaim our independence, assert our need for freedom and solitude, the fact remains that the other is the only one to offer this size impossible to grasp one that lies between us and our similar and that we enrolled in a community. Life in 3D is more striking!
The first dimension could be "me and myself", the second "me and what is far greater than I" (nature, spirituality ..) and the third "me in my relationships with others ". This is another first, the family we come from, that which we have constructed and / or that we choose which of her vision on us, recognize us and gives us a place in a system certainly more or less satisfactory. Get to know it's interesting, be recognized (e) is comfortable, have a place that is stabilizing. So, it acquired another, even with its flaws it's better than the whisper of our questions nipped in the prison of our certainties. We need someone to talk and we hear even if he does nothing.
So, parties in all this? For my part, I like to think that family gatherings are a celebration of this membership, as a snub to the agonizing prospect of being sentenced to the human condition (always alone (e)). It is a moment where we forget - not only because of the alcohol but also because we merge. Sometimes the fusion is necessary, relaxing and especially suited saving and safe. Why not let us wear?
Then, family gatherings are a time of creativity and exchange. It takes to prepare the playground and spice of life: finding a new place with furniture, with serious cramming cookbooks, cursing the calendar, send invitations colored, flush which will please even if it misses. Of course, "festival" implies having the heart and head to the party, at least to want, to believe in something as feasible and warm. This is not making power over others, poor hostage surprised our culinary fantasies or delusions of our despotic but an act of generosity. That is what we lack that we delivered to the aridity of a world of sometimes stinging values.
This Christmas looms with its thorns and garlands, so we can soon exercise our abilities to party and merge with the family.
Merry Christmas!
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