The End of November

Hard to believe that we're seeing the last day of November on the calendar.   Tomorrow is December 1st.

Christmas isn't my favorite holiday.  Although I have treasured memories of Christmas' past while growing up, I haven't gotten overly excited in my adult years.  When asked why, I can't even come up with a good reason...other than its too commercialized for my liking.

I see people stressing out about decorating, buying gifts, financial strain, attending numerous concerts and parties, baking, card sending.  It's exhausting, it's stressful and not at all enjoyable, in my opinion.

Out at the farm, I haven't decorated for Christmas in 10 or more years.  T is a bona-fide Scrooge and we have no children, so it wasn't a priority. I've dispensed with the Christmas baking (don't need the calories), and done away with the Christmas cards (I'd much rather pick up the phone and call those I care about).  In so far as gift giving, I have only a few to buy for...the obligatory office gift, T (who gives me a list), and Blaine (he's easy to please) and a few others.  Gifts will be simple, meaningful and from the heart.

This year...I feel the need to decorate.  I don't know why...perhaps because we are in town now and I don't want to be that house on the block that the neighbors  lovingly refer to as Scrooge's House.  😏

I ordered a few outside decorative planters, a few wreaths,  and I have some simple (yet elegant) ideas for the inside.  I won't do a huge tree, but there are other alternatives.

I might do same baking, then again, maybe not.

What I will do is share the love in my heart with family and my very treasured friends.

We will laugh, we will eat food, drink wine, enjoy each other's company, and remember that Christmas is in the heart.

This is how I prefer to celebrate Christmas.

Soul Therapy

I'm not a Church attender.  I've always had this ebb and flow relationship with the Church throughout my life.  It draws me in for a period of time, and then the gypsy spirit in me needs to leave.  I'll go back at some point; I always do. 

Normally I'm out on my bike on Sunday mornings.   It's where I find time for myself to think, to laugh, cry, shout, smile, dream, hope and Believe.  Today I felt the need to walk.  I bundled up and hit the pavement to the park.

It was a brisk 27 degrees, overcast and frosty; absolutely beautiful.  I walked three miles (or 3 times around the park).  It didn't seem like I had gone that far because my mind was so busy thinking through things on the first time around.  The second time around I got outside my head and noticed the beauty around me.  I recited my "I Am Sherry" mantra and slowed down.   The third time through was purely for the sheer joy and love of being outdoors in nature....my Church.   It's  been a place where I feel the closest to God and the Universe's energy.   

I did some soul therapy this morning.

Need to Engage Filter

Ever opened up your mouth and said something and instantly regretted it?   Said what's on your mind and in your heart only to see the look on the other person's face and know that they didn't appreciate your candor; it was one of those moments when you should have shut your mouth and kept your words to yourself?

 

Ya, me too.  Big Time!

 

I hurt someone deeply by opening my mouth - and vomiting words that should have been best kept unsaid.   And I regret it, so very very much.   I'm afraid that I've done irreparable damage to a relationship  and no amount of apologizing will help the situation.  More than likely it'll hurt it more because of my big mouth. 

 

Honesty is not the best policy in some cases.  

 

 

Jefferson Starship - Find Your Way Back