Today is National Make Life Beautiful Day. What a wonderful idea.
A random act of kindness.
Smiling at a stranger.
Laughing with friends.
Come on! You can do it. It’s your little corner of the world. Make it beautiful.
Today is National Make Life Beautiful Day. What a wonderful idea.
A random act of kindness.
Smiling at a stranger.
Laughing with friends.
Come on! You can do it. It’s your little corner of the world. Make it beautiful.
Shakespeare wrote: “It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.”
Paul Simon wrote: “the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence.”
Thomas Carlyle wrote: “Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves.”
We, as a society, have forgotten silence. Humans need silence to recharge our minds, reconnect with our intuition, and hone our creativity. Stillness reduces stress.
Studies suggest that chronic noise increases the body’s production of cortisol, also known as the ‘fight-or-flight’ hormone. Elevated levels of cortisol can cause high blood pressure and heart disease, possibly increase abdominal fat, and impairs mental performance.
When was the last time you sat without music, without your computer humming, without TV, without speaking?
Listen to the silence.
Old Maids–spinsters–were one of the favorite tropes in the Gothic romances I read in my youth. Women too poor, too unattractive, or too socially unacceptable were labeled old maids and “put on the shelf.” If they were rich. If they were poor, they became paid companions or governesses, or burdens on their families. Or they were locked up. In Gothic romances, the heroines always found true love.
But fiction isn’t life.
A woman doesn’t need a man to define her. Nor does she need a label. What is a man who has never married called? A bachelor. No stigma there. But Old Maid? It still carries a pitying connotation.
So why is there such a thing as National Old Maid Day? Many internet sites try to put a positive spin on the origins of the day, but in truth, women were expected to give up their own hopes and aspirations to care for ailing parents or younger siblings. Sacrifice was demanded from them.
Here’s an interesting article from 1917.
I think this is one holiday that can fade away without a sense of loss.