Let me be frank, I dislike the holidays. On a scale of 1-10 I’m a 1. But, maybe I can have a miracle around this burden.
Silly reason number 1: it is such commercial hype that starts in September-before Halloween!
Philosophical reason number 1: I still believe there’s a Santa, but not many other people I know believe this. Hard to get excited and share this except with a 3 year old, of which I know none.
Personal reason number 1: The holidays remind me of death.
Oops. There, I said it. I’ve denied this for many years, but there you have it. I have let go of the past, but I’m still working on letting go of the “I miss you.”
The one incredibly good thing about the holidays is in December we celebrate solstice. The days grow longer, minute by minute. That’s inspiring and gives me hope. Maybe that’s the miracle?
I should celebrate: I’m thankful for all my blessings – of which there are hundreds. No kidding, I know I live a blessed life. I thank my higher spirit every day.
Well, now. That’s the miracle.
Celebrate the miraculous. Don’t rush, slow down and just be. Allow room for miracles.
It can happen for all of us.