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Boxing Day

on 26 December 2009

Because of living in England, our family holds to the tradition of calling the 26th of December “Boxing Day”. In fact, nothing made me happier over this holiday season when someone, knowing of my British roots, wished me a Merry Christmas and a happy Boxing Day. But I digress.

Traditionally, the term refers to the boxing up of Christmas gifts and decorations. I always wondered why people would pack up Christmas so quickly, but I understand a bit more now. All this thinking about boxing things up made me think about different boxes in our lives.

First is the box that people put you in based on who they think you are. Sometimes this box fits you perfectly and makes life comfortable and safe. However, what these boxes don’t take into account is that people are always growing and changing. The box that fit you so perfectly last decade may be the thing stifling you now. Problem is, other people don’t always realize that you’ve outgrown a box, and telling them can be uncomfortable for both you and them. It’s okay to change your box- you can’t help growing, you can’t stop changing. The worst thing you can do is to deny your need for a new box. So go ahead- start pushing the sides of your little box to fit your new position in life.

By the way, the reverse holds true as well. You should be aware of the boxes you put people into, and be willing to adjust the boxes for them. Do unto others and all that….

Another box is the one that people put their emotions into. They delude themselves into thinking that if they contain their emotions, then they can’t be hurt by others. This technique will work- but it will also keep them from feeling peace, love, and joy that I blogged about over the past few days. Emotions are emotions. If you want to feel good emotions, you have to be willing to deal with the bad emotions as well. It’s not a pleasant truth, but it’s a truth nonetheless.

So there are a couple of boxes I’ve been thinking about. If you think of another kind of box, drop me a comment- I’d love to hear from you!

Due to this wonderful thing called “auto-posting”, I’m doing better at keeping up here than I expected. So, hang in there. :) Oh yes, and starting in the New Year, Starbucks Saturday postings will be back! –Miss Woodhouse

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2 responses to “Boxing Day

  1. mum says:

    Ahhh, yes. Boxes are a good/bad thing. We use boxes to carefully hold things that are precious and dear to us, to keep them protected until they are ready to be used or arrive at their destination. This kind of intent of “boxing” is kind and caring.

    I strongly suspect the other use of “boxing” can be unintentional or undeliberate, and could be a reaction to change. Perceived dangers, brokenness, and the threat of then causing change in the “boxer” could cause one to try to keep things as they are. We all love the comfort of the known and safe.

    And sometimes, “boxers” need to change boxes or do away with them altogether….just not as quickly as the contents think! After all, if the heart is a carefully packed container, then you will be in my heart-box forever…..and ever!

    Love, Mum

    • I think you are right. Families are the exception to the box rule. Since they know what’s going on in your life more than anyone else, they often create the best boxes, made all the better because they are created out of love.

      Where the danger comes in is when various people outside of your family circle assume that the little part of your life that they see is all there is to you. That’s when boxes become uncomfortable and suffocating.

      There’s nowhere I’d rather be than in your heart-box, and you are in mine!

      Miss W.

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