If you’ve had enough of the commercialism already, and with Christmas yet a week away, be assured that you’re not the only one. Try to keep your cool. Keep it simple. Sing traditional carols with family and friends. Eat some chocolate, pour whipped cream with cinnamon into your fair-trade coffee, and read the nativity stories in Matthew and Luke. In short, insist upon your sanity.
And stay away from the malls.
To further our “any excuse to play Joni Mitchell” commitment, her song “River” flows along every year at this time to help put Christmas into perspective for those of us who really do have sensitive antennae against the desecration of the holiday.
I’ll include this post in the categories of “poetry” and “literature” too. I often point out, when talking about writing in a workshop or in conversation, that Joni demonstrates the proverb “Show, don’t tell,” when describing her feelings. Instead of saying, “I get depressed around the holidays,” she paints a picture:
It’s comin’ on Christmas,
They’re cuttin’ down trees.
They’re puttin’ up reindeer,
Singin’ songs of Joy and Peace.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.”
Me and Joni are gonna lace up our spiritual skates. Join us! Boycott the frenzy, overturn the tables in the Temple and try to save Christmas for yourself before it’s too late. Others may follow.