…and that was also Movember.
Now to let it go.
The first day of Advent.
What can one say about the activity of fashioning a moustache? Cease striving?
A few staff at work did the same, to help draw attention to the Movember charity and it’s concerns over male health awareness. It drew a few comments and laughs. And perhaps made one person think.
Nothing against the moustache – my Papa had a fine moustache all of his fine life and that’s how I fondly remember him. But alas, facial hair is not really me. Of course hair full-stop is not really me, lol. Then again what is me?
We construct an idea of our self. Others see us in a certain way.
How long would it take for a moustached Jules to become the accepted (if unconventional) norm? We build our lives and create our culture.
The things we create are indeed often something to celebrate. Our industries of service, sport, productivity, care, art, science, entertainment, community support etc are what humanity has become. Yes, much falls short of ideal, and perhaps some constructs should be reconsidered and re-evaluated. But yes, there is much to be proud of and to celebrate – any excuse, for a wholesome party!
But perhaps behind the moustaches, under and inside out designs and monuments, is an essence that keeps us alive – is the essence of what matters.
Perhaps behind the accoutrements that we collect and enjoy is something more precious.
This year we’ve experienced untimely illness and the deaths of several friends and acquaintances. We know of challenges near us that highlight the messy side of our world. A reminder that behind the faces and things that become familiar and routine is a fragile humanity.
Here’s to a more honest humanity, here’s to the stuff behind the creativity, here’s to the essence behind the ambition.
Here’s to the advent of new things.