I think it’s just a fact of our human wiring. Things close at hand: more urgent than faraway things. Fresh and novel things: more compelling than familiar things. People like me: more compelling than people unlike me. Maybe, then, after our years of seeing weepy charity commercials, it’s almost understandable: We just get inoculated against the problems …
I’ve been using this Advent series to mull over some of my struggles with the season, which has made for some serious posts. Here, I talk about my petulant Christmas cards. Here, I talk about seasonal depression. Here, I question how we’re supposed to hope when we can’t even figure out what to hope …
Yeah… we just went ahead and did it. “Santa Baby.” Because, Eartha Kitt. Pair this song with the lights display above, and you have a Very Long Island Christmas. But it’s so much fun to sing. [box type=”download”] Santa Baby Guitar: Rob Vocals: June Written by Joan Javits and Philip Springer [/box]
It’s throwback Tuesday with this little recording. Two years ago at Christmastime, the poet Elijah Burrell and I recorded “Gabriel’s Message,” and I still like how it came out. [box] Gabriel’s Message Vocals: Elijah Burrell, June Gervais (from a Basque folk carol) [/box] This song is a moment between a terrifying divine postman with fire-eyes and …
{…continued from The Light Box (Advent for the Skeptical and Weary, Part 2)} The light arrived, and it looked like this: I opened up the directions. Oh, shut up, I thought.
Here in New York, it’s normal for grown-ups to grouse about winter. Much complaining about the ice-crusted driveways and shoveling and and the dark days and the flu. That thirteenth snowfall is so magical, said no New Yorker ever. (By the way, this is part 2 of a series of little musings called Advent for the …