Wednesday, December 25, 2013

A mess of my thoughts on a Christmas Eve.

It’s the day before Christmas, my first one in the city filled with buzzing people going here and there and every with arms and bags full of packages. This Christmas is a little bit different, the weather has been worth remember as it has left a lot of people without hydro and still I over hear plenty enough conversations of mothers, aunts, brothers, family members without hydro. And yet everyone is up and about to gather together for the celebrations of this time of year.
It is my first time being in the city so close to Christmas, actually it is currently 12:08 a.m. and so technically it is Christmas. It is very different here in the city compared to the quiet country. Things are a buzz here, early this morning I myself was rushing around to find some port loins to make the famous German schnitzel for our Christmas Eve dinner with the German interns. After many unrelated stops we were on the subway well on our way to arriving and I finally just slowed down enough to look around.
Right next to us was a family of what culture I am still not quick sure many Romanian or some eastern European is my uneducated guess. They sat together speaking in what to me was a foreign language, but what I was able tell was that they were happy as the two little boys nibbling on a cracking and sipping hot chocolate from a shared thermos. Next to them was an Asia couple chatting away. Beyond them was a young lady by herself tuned into whatever musical device was in her pocket. Across the aisle was what seemed to be two friends who had met up to chat on this Christmas Eve and were discussing hair color and random events of life? As I gazed farther down the car there was what seemed to be an unending amounts of people from all country and culture and many different languages. If I closed my eyes and just listened I could make out very little but putting aside all language, culture and whatever differences what I could sense was just a presence of togetherness as we were all on this train on this day, each heading somewhere with some purpose and most of us with smiles on their faces.
It made me think of how big this world is, of all the countries and cultures, peoples and religions. Made me think of how each person in that train had some understanding of this time of the year being a time of year to celebrate something and how being with family and friends seems to be important. Made me think of all the many ways and reasons people were and are celebrating. It made me think of how ever person in that train was exactly like me, just another person in this world, seemingly small, unimportant, just another person traveling to be with loved ones. Just another person working their way through this world very much doing their own thing but without really knowing and understanding living their lives with so many random strangers as we all travel together.
But yet if you think long term of where we are all going many do not know. Many of no idea where the train is heading and when or where they are going to arrive. Many are lost and don’t understand the subway map of this life and yet why not, we are all celebrating Christmas are we not and if we are celebrating Christmas should we also not understand why we are celebrating Christmas. Ah but there is a probably, so many do not even know why they are celebrating Christmas. How did Christmas even come to be? A reason to be with family and friends to give and to receive sounds good enough and so many do not even bother to think past that to why this holiday exists. It’s not like it is hidden, I was walking through Sears tonight on my way to get a coffee at Tim’s since church had been canceled due to hydro being out when I noticed a children’s toy nativity set. It sadly surprised me that these are still being sold, I did not expect it to still be “advertised” but it’s not as hidden as some of us tend to think it is. The day before today I was in another store and “Away and the manger” was being play loud and clear over the speakers for all to hear. “The little lord Jesus asleep in the hay”, people hear stuff like this all the time. Some time I wonder what people really do think of it all.

I love listening to other languages, to hear and yet to not understand. To at times be able to follow along by understanding a word here and there is like a game to me. It makes me feel like I am a part of something bigger then myself when there is something that is a mystery right before my own eyes or ears. I don’t know why this all made me think so much or affected me in this way but it made me feel very happy. Sitting on that training watching people represented from all over the world sitting in one train in one city, celebrating the same thing whether they are aware of it or not and to see them smiling and the irony is they don’t even know why such a thing as Christmas causes them to smile, imagine if they actually did and the real joy it would bring to their faces.  

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