People used to show how much they cared by the
"time" they spent on those they love.
I am thinking back to the days when hand crafted gifts
were precious for the love that went into the making.
When I was a child I spent hours “creating”
gifts for family. This was when I
learned all kinds of crafts from embroidery to knitting to drawing and
leather craft. Creating for those we
loved was simply an extension of spending time with those we loved.
For example, time spent writing letters when loved ones lived far away. Long distance phone calls were expensive so
the “time spent” on a call was cherished not only because of the cost but also
because of the time taken. Phone calls were an “event” planned and looked
forward to. But letters were often sent
weekly between loved ones separated by distance.
Time spent keeping relationships alive was something that
people practiced. When I look back at my
childhood it is the gift of “time spent” on others that stands out as the most
loving and generous gift we exchanged.
And then we were overtaken by the ever greater use of
consumer goods. We went from hand
crafted cards with lovingly hand written messages to mass produced cards with a
manufactured sentiment preprinted. Now
all that needed doing was scrawling a signature and done!
We went from hand crafted gifts to store bought gifts,
less time spent in the act of giving, and over time less thought placed in the
nature of the gift shared because the “advertisers” and “wish lists” already
told us what was desired.
We went from lovingly wrapped presents with carefully
placed bows and decorations, to just plop it into a premade bag with some
tissue paper, good enough!
I remember spending hours and hours wrapping gifts, making each one unique and special. Then I learned that the wrapping was not cherished, it was torn off in great hurry to see it what was on the inside was indeed something from the "wish list". And if it wasn’t the look of disappointment was so profound it was like a stab to the heart, a rejection of the time spent trying to find something meaningful and purposeful.
I remember spending hours and hours wrapping gifts, making each one unique and special. Then I learned that the wrapping was not cherished, it was torn off in great hurry to see it what was on the inside was indeed something from the "wish list". And if it wasn’t the look of disappointment was so profound it was like a stab to the heart, a rejection of the time spent trying to find something meaningful and purposeful.
In some cases the “wish demands” have become so extensive
and expensive that now it is easier to just put some cash in a premade cash
giving card so that “they” can buy the gift of their choice after the holidays.
What we have gained in being able to “buy” so many of the
things we used to make is more free time to do something else that does not
involve the giftee. What we have lost is
the emotional and spiritual connectedness between gift giver and gift
receiver.
Consumerism has taken away an element of connection
between people. Consumerism has made
gift giving about giving a desired item over the gift of time.
Maybe there is a connection between this change in our
culture and the way people are treated also like expendable things. When people don’t meet the criterion to be on
the “wish list” they are disposable.
Only the perfect and the beautiful (like assembly line products, every
item exactly precisely as perfect as the last) are welcome. The imperfect, the frail, the sickly, the
old, the needy, the redundant are all swept into the waste bin just as the
rejects of the assembly line are tossed in the trash.
So much has changed in the years since I was a
child. I face my life as it is now and
realize, I may have a greater opportunity to buy more things, but there are
many priceless riches that have been lost over the course of the years. The things that I value are not in general
valued anymore.
In seeking cheaper factory made goods we have lost touch
with the gift of time. A handmade scarf
is a gift of time shared. Few people
even consider “buying” a handmade scarf because of the cost, even though the
knitter earns only pennies for their labour.
A cheaper machine made scarf devalues the labour of love, it separates
us from the value of crafting skills, and it reduces a labour of love to a
commodity.
It dehumanizes us.
It creates distance between the giver and the giftee. And the giver becomes expendable, because it
is so much easier, faster, more convenient to buy a commodity of our own
choosing, via the “want list”. Anyone will do as long as the end result is that
the receiver gets what they “want”. Who
the gift giver is, becomes irrelevant and therefore disposable and expendable,
for someone else can simply be found to fulfill the “want list”.
As I sit here reflecting on the changes that have
happened in my own lifetime, and falling into the “expendable” category myself,
I marvel at how changing perceptions of what has value and what does not, has
changed our lives. The change is not insignificant.
I will continue to create crafts and share them with my
friends. I will continue to give gifts
of my time, my labour of love. I find
connection in the giving. I hope that
those of my friends who receive one of my random gifts of “time shared” find
human connection in the receiving as much as I do. Receiving a gift of loving time shared,
continues to be one of my favorite gifts.
Renate Dundys Marrello
2015 - 12 - 24
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