After a week or so of her bringing it up, my daughter and I are finally making construction paper chains: pink purple pink purple pink purple. We are using all of the tape, and page after page of paper. At first I think, this is excruciating; there’s no point. We’re wasting all this stuff.
The chains, my daughter tells me, are for her fake birthday party. Okay. At some point, I begin to submit to the process: Cut, roll, tape. Cut, roll, tape. We are chain makers.
Suddenly, I realize it’s everything that ever was, this useless chain making for a fake party.
I begin to relish the using up of the tape. The mindlessness of the whole thing.
Soon the dog clambers through the chain, ripping a link. My daughter is irate, then sad, but we repair it. We move on. Some pieces are discarded as too skinny, scraps litter the table. We make a very long chain and then another shorter one and hang the short one between a chair and table. The other she stows away for her real party. We pretend birthday party.
**Allow me this: For a Very Long Time.**
Then, she’s onto something else.
I know this chain will dangle there for months, like the yarn constructions she creates and hangs on every cupboard handle, doorknob and plant. I’ve given up constantly removing them and they’ve become just part of everything. I used to think they made the house look messy and cluttered, because they do. But now I see that it doesn’t matter. That they belong, just as much, just as importantly, as the couch, a lamp; nothing holds more value than anything else. I sink into what it is to be somehow fortunate enough to have found myself…alive.
Pink, purple, pink, purple.
Each link, immeasurably precious.
DeAr ChRiSTY : )
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So beautiful so very precious it is. You see the Light - the shimmering Chain of Light that cannot end because it never began. The timeless Light of Divine Intelligence that shines through everything. The Unseen Light that manifests as an unfolding chain of tangible, changing, experience. You see beyond the material things, the sights and sounds, and stuff, and know the Truth. We are and ever shall be the Child of this Infinite, Eternal, Holy Light.