Sunday, November 28, 2010
It'll all be over soon.
Today will be another day of working with family souls. The people involved will feel different, though - if today is like T-day Sundays of past years. The L-triptophan stupor is lifting, and folks are now more focused on getting home without having to be overly humiliated while moving through security at the airports, than on the recently concluded sacred family dramas.
Sunday of T-day weekend is a kind of denoument, when people wrap up the energy that's been unleashed. Today they'll be thinking more about whether, when they get home, they will lick their wounds or take it out on someone else (depending on whether they're inclined more towards the fight than the flight response).
My job is more or less the same: stay grounded and cheerful, remind these once-a-year clients that all the sturm und drang of family get-togethers is grist for the mill. As Steven says, "The natural messiness of clusters of people is the essence of family, not the smooth as silk dreaminess of a movie or a tv family. It's the messiness that helps us figure out the early bits of who we are and especially where we need to move."
And ... when holiday weekends are over, it's such a relief! Even for me, She Who Supports those dealing with the messiness. The holidays generate a whole lot of energy, oh yeah! Shalom.