We've just returned from a long weekend celebration of my husband's birthday, and everything went smoothly for thirteen people plus a baby. A lot of effort driving and accomodating others was put in by all, and having a swimming pool and lots of places to walk without getting in a car helped a lot. There was so much right speech and restraint from impulsive speech; all done out of love and respect for each other. Now we're all back to our respective homes but the glow lingers and the knitting together than occurred is not undone.
I'm a great believer in ritual. A friend calls me tribal and that is so true. Occasions must be marked and honoring done. It benefits the honoree and the people paying respect. And fun is an important component. We want the memories to be light and happy, so that if there are serious touches we don't come away feeling weighted. And photos help, to bring back the moments. I'm about to look at mine on my phone, and relive a bit the magic.
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