Monday, December 27, 2010
I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille
The week between Christmas and New Year's (in the U.S. at least) is a kind of non-week, a harbinger of January, the non-month, just ahead. All the lights and shiny ornaments that were merry only a couple of days ago begin to lose their luster after Christmas. All of a sudden, folks notice the tree is drying out, fading, dropping its needles. Lights and decorations in front yards start to look really tacky and excessive. Clearly the energy of the holidays is departing, but not quite gone, a bit like Gloria Swanson in Sunset Boulevard.
These late days of December are not exactly the holidays anymore. Some people go to work (though for many they are simply going through the motions of work without actually accomplishing anything). Some of us go back to work with a vengeance as it were, especially those who work in retail or restaurants, or service jobs such as massage therapy. For some of us, the holidays are definitely done. But - others take this week off from work, spend their days futzing around their houses, shopping or whatever.
But the holidays aren't really over with until New Year's Day. So this week kind of is, but kind of isn't, the holidays. Like I said: a non-week.
A friend of mine loves the week between Christmas and New Year's. He says, "It feels like everything is in a holding pattern. It feels like a time to recreate and rebuild what you want your life to be."
I love that! Never thought of non-weeks in these terms before. Very cool, a chance to recreate and rebuild what I want my life to be? Instead of a non-week, I can think of this time as a clean slate, a week of pure potential. Yes? I say yes. Thanks Sean, you're a genius. I'm on it. Oh yeah.