Parson to Person September 2016

What Balloons Can Teach Us in the New Church Year

Every once in a while someone leaves me a bouquet of balloons in my office for my birthday, holiday, or other celebration. The great thing about helium balloons nowadays is that they generally last for quite a while, and frequently they’re still floating a month after the event they were sent for. Of course, I help them out a bit. When one of them starts sinking lower, I cut off a bit of the ribbon that hangs from it, and the lightened load makes the balloon go up again.

I like the balloons best when they are neither near the floor nor up by the ceiling, but floating about waist high. I forget about them most of the time, but every once in a while I’ll see some movement out of the corner of my eye, or feel something brush against my leg (almost like a cat) – and there it will be: a bright red or purple or silver star-shaped balloon. I never know where they’ll be – each seems to have a mind of its own, and I’ve been known to let out a cry and jump back in surprise when I open a door and see one coming at me. (There’s even one watching over my shoulder right now, as I write this.)

I suppose I keep them afloat because it’s a challenge to see how long I can make them last. (When one “dies,” Craig breathes in the helium and talks funny, but that only last half a minute or so.)
Sometimes I talk to my balloons. (What are you doing here?” “Oh, you startled me.” “Don’t bother me now – you’re in my way.” Things like that.) Mostly, though, I just watch them, or fan them, or trim their ribbons. They remind me that:

Some things move slowly and quietly, but still reach surprising destinations. (The one that was peeking over my shoulder a minute ago has already left the room.)

Some things show up unexpectedly and throw you a bit off balance – when they do, it’s best to just laugh and walk around them.

Everything runs out of steam eventually (the steam in this case being helium), but it’s fun to keep things aloft for as long as you can, while still preserving some quality of life.

Sometimes it is better to play things lightly. (The great conductor Toscanini was once conducting rehearsals with his orchestra but couldn’t get them to play with the right softness and delicacy. Finally he stopped everybody and took a silk handkerchief out of his pocket and dropped it. As everyone watched it float slowly to the floor, he pointed to the handkerchief and said, “Play it like that.”)

Someday I might ride in a hot-air balloon. But for now, I enjoy watching these smaller versions floating around me. They’re magical, they don’t give me any trouble, and they cost nothing to feed. Most importantly, they surprise me by showing up when and where I don’t expect them. And I need surprises once in a while – they help me to pay attention to the present moment.

May you too have a little surprises floating in and out of your home. Watch them as they arrive; bless them as they go; and learn from them when you can.

peace and unrest,
Tony Larsen

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