Back in the mid 1980’s Wendy’s fast-food restaurant ran a very popular ad featuring an elderly lady named Clara Peller who loudly asked, “Where’s the beef?” When I decided I wanted to write a post about bling, the phrase “where’s the bling” came to mind and instantly reminded me of this ad.
Those of you who know me well know how much I love glitter, sparkles, and bling. When I was working as a librarian I always found a way to incorporate glitter on my bulletin boards and displays. It was not uncommon to see a thousand points of sparkly glitter lights in the library rug, or on my desk, and occasionally in my hair!
My mom always bought me cards with glitter, and last week Nan gave me a sparkly silver band-aid to wear to celebrate my last day of radiation.
How many of you like bling? To me, bling is a metaphor for the joy in life. When navigating one’s way through the trials of aging or illness, it’s easy to lose the bling. When I experienced my emotional lows throughout my breast cancer experience, I sometimes struggled to see the bling — I forced myself to look for it. While it is important to be in touch with one’s honest feelings, I feel it is detrimental to succumb to negativity and self-pity. When I looked and opened myself to see the glitter and sparkle, I realized that the bling had not disappeared. I just needed to open myself to receiving the positive energy and light of joy.
. . . and so it is