Rare is media that can entrance and teach both adults and children.
For books, the master is Mo Willems. For television, a show called Bluey sets the curve. I do not remember who turned us onto the program, but our family owes them big.
Though ostensibly for children, I am certain that this show, in its 7-minute episodes, makes me a better human being.
I fear to over explain it. It is best to just to experience the genius. So, go beg someone’s Disney+ password and treat yourself tonight. Especially brilliant episodes are: “Omelette”, “Dance Mode”, and “Hammerbarn”.
The people who produce the show are masters – in illustrating the depth of the interior lives of children, in shepherding parents toward courageous light-heartedness, and helping us all see how wonderful it is to live on the earth and attend to simple things.
Finding and protecting time for meditation, prayer, and the cultivation of solitude is serious business.
It is quite likely the best way* to begin to take ourselves and our stories less seriously.
*okay – maybe it is tied with raising children.
Our sons wanted to practice some German songs that they were learning at school, so I found them on YouTube, set the playback speed at one click under full-speed (75%), and we all sang along.
It was (and is) great fun.
One time, though, when queueing up the songs, I forgot to set the speed at 75%, and the songs began at full speed. Both of them immediately protested.
Whoa! Why is everything going so fast! Turn it back to how it was!
“Normal,” it turns out, is way too accelerated.
And in our lives, too, it may be that we are going way too fast, but have only ever considered it to be normal.
What would a test run at 75% look like this week?
The strain of caring for a young person through a trying stage.
A disorienting heartache.
The pain of having let someone down.
This, too, shall pass.
And yet, do I truly want to wish it quickly away? If I do, I very well may miss the meaning of the experience. I may short-circuit the work it wants to achieve in me.
So, yes… this, too, shall pass… but before it does, I promise to be present with it.