Christmas has come and gone...
a flurry of activity preceded the day and in a matter of a few hours
family gathered
gifts exchanged and opened
hugs
smiles and laughter
toasts
food carefully prepared
served and consumed
the crackers popped
hats discarded
goodbyes
and good wishes...
the turkey carcass has been picked clean
and the turkey stock has been made
to become a nourishing soup later
images captured on the movie camera
reviewed and shared...
in the quiet of the Bungalow
Mr. HB and myself
weary yet content
lounging around in our robes long into the morning
sipping coffee
the sun filtering in through the window
Pepper asleep on the chair
I am quiet with my thoughts...
thinking of people who are in need of some TLC
thinking of providing nourishment for others
when times are tough and food is scarce
thinking that everyone needs a hug now and then...
and a warm place to rest
something to believe in
to sustain through days of darkness and uncertainty
inviting gtratitude and simple beauty
into everyday
getting enough vitamins and nourishment
through a healthy diet
planning for the future
but attending to the now
relaxing
recharging
tending to your needs
embracing your inner child
keeping hydrated
accepting imperfections
growing and nurturing
improving
remembering and honouring the past
but learning to let go...
being open to new things
keeping in touch
maintaining friendships
reading books
saving for a treat once in awhile
being passionate about something
cultivating a hobby
celebrating your achievements
all this on a sunny morning
sitting in the Morris Chair of the Humble Bungalow living room
thoughts that seem to bubble up
and weave their way into my consciousness...
in the wake of the hubbub of festive activities
there is a stillness
peace
contentment
and an opening for new opportunities
to which I will apply myself
for the New Year is on the horizon...
"Bloom where you are planted"
Mary Englebreit
