Wherever you are and whatever you’re doing this holiday season, I wish you light, much joy and cheer.
Perhaps your heart is singing because you’re with family you haven’t seen in three years now.
Or, maybe you’re making new memories, with new friends, someplace different.
Or perhaps you flew the coop and you’re not “staying home” at all.
Maybe you’re not visiting someone else either.
Perhaps you’re gathering someplace new, making memories you never imagined possible, penning a brand-spanking-new chapter.
Far, far from home.
Maybe the old surroundings were just too painful.
Because a loved one slipped away. Remember them as their most beautiful selves – inside and out.
Take them with you in your soul. They are part of you and your new journey, guiding and protecting you along the way.
Life has changed a lot in the past few years, months and even weeks. There is more than one kind of death.
Maybe your life is in complete disarray, down to bare bones and seriously “under construction.” Nothing in its place or where it belongs, wherever that might be.
Maybe you feel like this chapter will never end.
I’m so with you on this one, but sooner-or-later, it will. Perhaps one day, you will even laugh at this adventure, “the good old days,” once it’s a distant memory of course.
Maybe you feel like you just can’t face tomorrow, or don’t want to. I’ve had those “I just want to stay in bed” days recently.
Too many of them.
But then, I glance up and I’m reminded of the simple beauty there just for the viewing. An envoy sent by Mother Nature.
Hi baby!
I’m holding you in the light and wishing you warm and sunny days. Basking in beauty
The fog and grey does lift and gives way to the glorious sunshine.
Sometimes sunshine is delivered in the form of a flower.
Or a few.
Or “furever” puppy love when you’ve rescued someone in desperate, life-threatening need.
Morning comes, even from the longest and darkest of nights. Just ask Savoy. He may be blind and can only use three legs now, but he feels love deeply and says that love and friendship arrives when you’ve given up and least expect it – in surprise packages.
Like, you, for instance.
Lighting the way for another illuminates the path for you too.
Sometimes small things are the biggest and mean so much – arriving just when you need them.
Sometimes the past just has to stay there. Cut those binding anchor ropes and float free.
Perhaps you need to light up your life with something new. Someplace new.
Dive right in and keep moving forward.
I know it sounds like a bird-brained idea, but let your imagination take flight.
May you embark on a grand new adventure.
And perhaps gain a new and different perspective along the way.
Sometimes, releasing, giving away, downsizing and beginning anew is actually gaining, not reducing.
Perspectives change. Maybe your “things” are seeds for another.
May your waters be calm, and your smiles reflect glorious happiness.
May new memories weave their way into the fiber of the old as you paddle your way through life’s currents.
May you decorate your life in unconventional ways.
Even if the familiar is completely gone. Sometimes we just have to seize the moment and redecorate our own lives.
Take a deep breath. Refresh and renew.
If old traditions are painful, leave them behind and make a new one.
Even if you need to be incognito.
Don’t displace your sense of humor😊
Wherever life has taken you, and wherever you find yourself, I wish you safe journey, safe harbour and smiles as you savor the path along the way.
Even if the trip has has been long and you’ve had to wait awhile.
Don’t worry though, because I’m sure Santa can always find you.
May your ancestors visit or at least send a message, share their wisdom and sustain you this holiday season.
And maybe, if you’ve been very, VERY good, they’ll even tell you who their parents were!
WHAT????
Oh wait, wait – sorry – I think maybe Santa drifted off and fell asleep again.
Their names are John Smith and Mary, last name unknown, but probably Jones, at least I think that’s what it says. There you go!
😊
Your ancestors, John and Mary, followed their path, from who-knows-where to some county where all the records burned.
For all we don’t know about them, we know that eventually, they begat the people who begat the people who begat you. All those tiny, seemingly unimportant choices made a HUGE difference.
You descend from a long line of dreamers and adventurers, on that journey of life through the land called Unknown.
May your life be blessed so that you, in turn, can make a difference. Opportunities exist at nearly every turn.
Light a candle. Change the darkness.
Fulfillment isn’t about what we get, but what we have the privilege to contribute, the differences we make in the lives of others.
When you have taken that final step on your winding and uncertain path and are ready to walk on, may you look back upon your footprints and reflect upon a very long and cluttered trail, strewn with all of differences that you made.
Happy Holidays