Rainy days continue to curl their fingers around me, and I am longing for light and warmth. The darkness seems to envelop me, and so, I light candles for hope and the promise of better things to come.
Advent...a time to curl up and simply listen. A time to breathe deeply and slow down all the craziness that seeks to take control. So, I focus on the flickering flame, and I listen with my heart.
I don't want the craziness and the malls. I'm not looking to get lost in the middle of my "to do" list.
I do want to enjoy the season. I love to decorate and well, not to bake the cookies, but I certainly love to eat them.
I love trees, ornaments, and wrapping beautiful gifts. I love it all, but I really really want to enjoy it...to take time on focusing what this season is all about.
So, I'm taking time to decide and to choose. I can't do it all, and if I even attempt to do so, I'm going to be frantic. I'm going to be broke. I don't want to regret the wonder and awe and all that Christmas brings.
My inner Martha comes out to play; I must admit to enjoying her company at times. We both love to set a gorgeous table. I have visions of this year's table dancing in my head. Oh, I could have so much fun!
Then I thought a bit, and I began to plan how to create my table using what I have. Oh, I'll buy a few things here and there, but I've decided not to make Crate and Barrel rich! I'm pondering and planning and taking delight in the choices and in making things work. I'm savoring the process and for me, that's part of the joy.
So, I fall asleep thinking, dreaming, and planning. I'm creating advent calendars and thinking about my Christmas journal.
I'm slowing myself down, I'm listening. Will you join me?