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and then…wisps. [k.s. friday]

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we settled into the ritual with ease. sundown came and we gently removed the tiny wax bits that were left in the menorah. we drew new candles out of the box, placed them in their spots, sparked the shamash, lit each day’s wick, reciting either the words we had researched or blessings we spoke into the universe. when the last night came, as we watched the flames dance in glassware on the table and in the window, we sang. we made up the song and intended it as words of gratitude and a wish for light in all. it has become a new tradition we will continue…there cannot be any reason to not add rituals into the darkness.

we found it to be a time of quiet, these moments as we sat and watched the flickering. we sat, silently, for the menorah was small and the candles only lasted the requisite half hour or so. but a half hour, taken as sweet lull in the day is a good reminder to be still. our days, this season, all will us to go faster, faster. yet, it seems, the best way to move into the rest is to pause.

we made dinner after we celebrated our little festival of lights. sometimes with a favorite cd, sometimes with the local chicago holiday station, music floated around us. though i love singing along to carols, and so many of our old albums conjure up piles of memories, i’ve noticed that the instrumental versions of these gently wrap around us, slow us down a little.

when 20 was over for dinner i mentioned that. “instrumentals would be nice,” i observed as yet another pop singer acrobated her way through a simple carol, over-cadenza-ing into the stratosphere. both 20 and david stared at me like i had lost my mind. they hesitated and then one of them said, “duhhhh.” i stared back, “it’s-not-like-i’m-going-to-put-on-my-own-albums-geeez.” they rolled their eyes.

in a more-is-more faster-and-faster society, there is something to be said for decelerating. there is something about simplifying. there is something about lighting candles and reciting ancient peaceful blessings. there is something about taking the time for quiet and taking the time for celebration. there is something about staring into the reflection of years past, of the week, of today.

we watched the wispy trails of smoke as they faded into the rest of the evening.

*****

still, still, still

read DAVID’S thoughts this K.S. FRIDAY

THE LIGHTS, JOY!, THIS SEASON ©️ 1996, 2003, 2004 kerri sherwood

3 thoughts on “and then…wisps. [k.s. friday]

  1. “…yet another pop singer acrobated her way through a simple carol, over-cadenza-ing into the stratosphere. ” Ugh. Mariah Carey. Just kill me now. But ‘splain this: I do love a gospel choir takin’ it to church, as they say. Full throttle. Or Miz Franklin going to glory. A sockload of joy that will NOT be denied. Makes my (regretfully lily-white ) heinie shake. Look up Broadway Inspirational Voices’ “Go Tell It On the Mountain”, and/or “Joy to The World”? ‘Splain THAT to me, O Wise One. 🧐

    • yes! i agree! but “going to glory” (fantastic!) comes from deep wells of emotion not a desire to top radio charts and album sales. so much machinated music when less is more and simple melody is exquisite. i think it all depends on intention and true heart. and wise? not so much, lol. still learning. and learning. and learning. xoxox

    • yes! i agree! but “going to glory” (fantastic!) comes from deep wells of emotion not a desire to top radio charts and album sales. so much machinated music when less is more and simple melody is exquisite. i think it all depends on intention and true heart. and wise? not so much, lol. still learning. and learning. and learning. xoxox

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