“We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.“~Herman Melville
Today, I launched this year’s adventures wearing my Santa Hat. Since I had had the Hat cleaned, I was a little concerned that it might feel fragile and flimsy. After all, I’ve been wearing it every Christmastime for many years and it was inexpensively made.
To my surprise, as I pulled the Hat from the wrapping and lifted it onto my head, it actually felt heavy, substantial. Come to think of it, it makes sense that this object imbued with countless experiences of connection, joy and possibility would feel hefty with all of that juju. That the thousands of luminous fibers Melville identifies, which I have experienced with so many people, friends and total strangers alike, would weave a chapeau that is weighty as well as whimsical.
The Santa Hat and I gathered more connections as we were out and about, moments at once ephemeral and eternal. With the little girl behind me in line looking up with that familiar blend of shyness and wide-eyed wonder; with the clerk waving at me and calling across the store “love the hat!” With the passersby commenting playfully and the lady in the coffee shop nodding to me as her smile gleamed in her eyes.
As I’ve said before, I recognize that my humble practice won’t solve the world’s problems. Still, it allows me to invite these moments of linking with other souls, many times with joy and humor, feeding a spirit of connection that, together, we send spinning out into the universe.