Festivities

The importance of celebration is of high means, and has remained so for hundreds of years. For years, humans have clustered together with loved ones to celebrate, collaborate and enjoy.

And year after year I find myself feeling less and less celebratory. The rush, the unnecessary gifting, the never-ending feasts, the loud noises, the repetitive carols and music, the silly gift-wrapping paper with a jolly fat man printed on them. I am just well and truly over the idea of celebrating because I am sick of having to commemorate things that occur on one day a year. Think about it, though. After Christmas, Christmas does not matter until Christmas comes again. The same is with Easter, Hanukkah, birthdays, any celebratory day.

What we really should be celebrating during those times though is our love for one another, yet some people have lost touch with that. Some people favor gifts, foods, alcohol more than love, and this is what tears me away from wanting to commemorate. I want to love first, not prioritize what Target or Wal-Mart find important. I do not care about money or deals or bargains or gifts, for that matter. I care for the thought. I care for that little voice that whispers, 'hey you, I see you, this is another year and we are still here, come and share in the celebration with me', not the voice which screams 'BARGAINS, COME AND TAKE A GIFT AND GIVE ME MINE I MISS YOU.'

But no. People lose touch of themselves and of others, of the true reason to celebrate another commemoration. Rather than commemorating the event we should daily commemorate our lives, our needs and yearnings and our respect for one another. I am surely not the only person surrounded by family feuds in this festive season and it is quite sad to know so. It is sad to know that some people place all of their energy into hatred rather than love.

Until I am surrounded by utter love, I will not celebrate. I will, subtly, but internally there will be no commemoration. I will cherish my time here but I will not celebrate silly things that people fight with themselves over. Until the two ladies fighting over a toaster at the mall each year stop, and learn that the toaster does not matter, my mindset will not change.

Love yourself, love everyone and you will love life and find that life is the only thing one should celebrate.