Pomp and Circumstance

 This ain’t no fairytale.

I just watched the spectacle of the coronation of King Charles III. Wow! Tradition, ceremony, celebration- -interesting to see from this side of the ‘pond’. It brought to mind Tevya in Fiddler on the Roof, singing “Tradition”. Traditions exist in societies everywhere around the world, though not as grand as how the British put theirs on. Gold carriage! Horses! Guards! Trumpets! Crowns! Gold robes! Again, wow!

We have our own American traditions—the swearing-in of our President, for example. Families develop their own traditions, from baptisms, marriages, and funerals, to birthdays, anniversaries, and graduations. It’s fun to think of all the ways my own family observed our own traditions, and to see how we each create our own.

I celebrate my sobriety by receiving a ‘chip’—a brass coin with the years embossed in roman numerals. My sponsor celebrates her own tradition of giving me a special decorative enameled brass chip. 

We all have the opportunity to create our own traditions. Each can be imbued with whatever meaning we desire. Traditions mark special moments, and remind us of our passages in life. They serve an important function, and deserve to be formed and followed.

I am open to seeing all the ways I celebrate my own traditions. That’s not something which is at the top of my mind usually; it’s awaked by seeing all the pomp and circumstance which went on in London early this morning. 

I feel a sense of gratitude for my own sovereignity. I’m grateful that I have the freedom to choose what is important enough to celebrate in my own life. 

Time to straighten my tiara and celebrate my Today!