I’m still learning that….
Things never stay the same. Each year the way my holiday with my family changes, I am stretched to adapt and accept an ever shifting landscape of celebration.
That the less I do, the more I enjoy the holiday season. I shop less and go back to a time when I was a younger woman who loved to craft and create, whether on the sewing machine or in the oven. I look forward to those opportunities when I can shop local or through the places where talented artists are featured.
That my heart and soul is nourished when I participate in spiritual connection in community, through music and in quiet reflection.
I honor my limits when I get into bed at 2:00 in the afternoon for a half-hour rest. Heating pad on my back, of course.
That I enjoy making new friends. A different experience for me at this point in my life. My friendships that develop now aren’t the parents of my kids friends. Now, my kids friends are also my friends. Thank you to my new friend Ann, for those absolutely delicious handmade truffles. YUM!
I never tire of seeing the deer in the woods in my back yard. They just now, walked gently, with awareness into my yard, over the stone wall. I am both giddy and in awe.
That I still can find it difficult to be forgiving, even though I realize that forgiveness is mostly my issue, not the person or situation that I interpret as hurtful.
That the holiday season is dreadfully lonely for some people and I can make a difference, in some small way, by smiling at someone, donating gifts for children in need, serving at community meals or giving my money to something, anything, that alleviates suffering.
That there is an amazing thread of connection with the ancient stories of light and love that are the backbone of this seasonal celebrations. I am ever hopeful, that I (we) can connect with hope, peace, love, charity, understanding, tolerance and thrive with one another every day of the year ahead.