Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Chaos Never Dies

Shall I come out of the closet and confess my true feelings? Honest to blog, I dislike Christmas shopping.  I realized the other day that this is November.  Most people associate this month with Thanksgiving (with good reason), but there are other unrecognized days that exist.  November 9th is Chaos Never Dies day.  Today draws attention to the sheer volume of clutter and turmoil in our lives.  In addition to all that we normally juggle, now it’s time to think about gift giving.  Unfortunately in this modern society, people don’t want Frankincense or Myrrh (like the wise men gave to baby Jesus).  I wish I could give the gift of truth and justice or love and hope, but alas I don’t have that kind of power.  I’m not a fairy godmother and this isn’t a Disney movie.  I carved a pumpkin for the first time in my life.  With my knife in hand, I prayed this short prayer before commencing with the carving. “I believe in the Grand Pumpkin, almighty gourd, who was crustified over Pontius pie plate and ascended into oven.  Whence ascended and sitteth on the table and for the seeds, the shell, the pulp I give thanks. amen.”  My gourd carving adventure ended happily.  As tribute, in honor of the pumpkin that died so that I could express myself artistically, I baked pumpkin cornbread muffins.  I drove to Dallas yesterday to meet my good friend at Whole Foods.  We browsed the multitude of eats, proceeded to check out, then gobbled our grub.  I rarely make it to Dallas.  Why?  DUH, because chaos never dies!!  How does your turmoil look these days?  Turmoil can look like a phone that never works, like a blonde with long legs that never calls you back..it can look like a traffic jam, or a sweet chihuahua that has gum disease and needs her teeth brushed every day...on that note I hope you have a memorable-holy-mess-kind of day!  Cheers