Wed, 25 Dec|
Christmas Blues or Bliss?
My Christmas Story
Time & Location
25 Dec 2019, 2:00 pm – 6:00 pm
Urban Healers, 10 Jarocin Ave, Glebe NSW 2037, Australia
About the Event
Christmas Blues. Storytelling event.
What is the meaning of Christmas? Easy! Love and peace! We all know about it, and it is this knowledge that can lead many of us feel a deep sense of lacking - in any relationships where we might not experience unconditional love during this time. Statistically, during Christmas the family quarrels, the loneliness and restlessness amplify …because we compare, because deep inside, we all can sense and feel the archetype of a happy, loving gathering,,,the Christmas bliss…the peace…
As time has passed, we have gained many Christmas memories…the bad and the good ones…In my memory, I have two horrible and two blissful Christmas stories.
…Christmas stories occupy infinite number of pages in literature…and, I think, all of us can produce a unique, meaningful , happy or sad, funny or tragic Christmas story of our own…
On the 25th of December, the Urban Healers will host a small gathering “My Christmas Story”. We will share the most blissful and the most sad stories of our lives. From 2pm till late. This will be an alcohol and drugs free event. Plenty of fresh mint tea will be served to help digestion and to clear the mind.
This is one of my blissful Christmas stories, happy and a bit mysterious…
I follow many traditions of different countries, but once a year I make a Christmas Eve Party (Wigilia) according to Polish tradition. Poland is the country of my origin. I believe that Polish Wigilia (Christmas Eve Supper) is outstanding among other Christmas traditions. Nearly every year I collect lonely friends and acquaintances to celebrate this eve with me. In 2016 I invited 9 people from 9 different countries and with 6 different religious backgrounds. They were people from: Bangladesh, Egypt, Iraq, Norway, Poland, Australia, USA, China and Japan, with Islamic, Zen, Buddhist, atheists, Christian Orthodox and Catholic backgrounds. I had assigned a task to everybody according to their abilities, so it was easy for me to enjoy my time as well. Some people did the cooking according to my recipes, some did decorating or cleaning. It was a happy, blissful event, with true feelings of love and Christmas bliss which peaked while singing “Silent Night” on full volume in ten better (or worse) voices. There was a true feeling of oneness….and a miracle happened…
One of the participants of the supper was a Chinese student, Joe, who at this time rented a room in my house. Some time before, Joe and I had a small discussion on the situation in Tibet. He said that Tibetans should be grateful to China for all the help they gave them with the management of their country. I said that my opinion was quite the opposite! It was the end of the discussion.
One hour before the party Joe left the house, telling me, that he is going to buy a Christmas gift for our lottery. On his return he put the gift under the Christmas tree as well another extra gift, saying that it is just for me. After great fun of distributing gifts according to our luck I started opening Joe’s gift. He said, “I bought you the only thing which is missing in our kitchen,…a mortar..”. I looked close on the “mortar”……. and started to play….it was a beautiful Tibetan singing bowl…..wow, what a meaningful Freudian slip! The Universe, you are totally crazy, playful and unpredictable… such a beautiful manifestation of peace, a small miracle. He truly believed that he had bought a mortar!