It's all starting to come together now, this is the best part! To those celebrating Christmas and to those who are not; I hope each of your days ahead are filled with hope, peace, spirit, family... and a really nice slice of pie.
I'm thinking of each of you and feel so grateful for all that you contribute to this space. Thank you for the time you take to visit me here, and for the inspiration you offer each day. You are truly appreciated.
Happy Holidays!
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This year, thanks to some of my blogging friends, I have yummy foodie gifts to give, pretty little tags to label them with, and the beginning of next year's handmade gift list has already begun. I am grateful to have you ladies thinking for me. You see, I have a sweet girl over here that is about to become a teenager in less than 48 hours! We are so excited - and yet, to be honest, I'm still trying to figure out how we so quickly got here. I'm sure my midwife was just weighing her in the fish scale as Adam held the candlelight close so we could all read that magical birth weight number. Nothing boggles the mind and swells the heart quite like a growing child.
So yes, this slightly distracted mama appreciates the extra help this December!
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Journeying around the sun,
at Yule, she turns furthest from the light.
Here In the dark of the long night she is veiled,
and here she comes to the fullness of her union with creation.
To enter is to hold Death closest to our hearts.
And as we do, Death has her sensuous way.
Slowly, we come to a clearing, and the solstice.
And in deep stillness, we enter.
Our journey from the sun has come to its full,
and we wait in a rare quality of quietness.
Time is no more.
Here in this place, we gently slip into the emptiness, and depth of the void,
and bathe in the energies of creation.
when we are cleansed, and fully drunken from the cup,
she continues on her journey around, and we edge back closer to the light.
slipping out through her veils in birth, we are new, and journeying to the sun.
~Martin Jones
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This morning we are moving slowly after a very full day in New York over the weekend. I'm not sure the city is a place I'd normally feel peaceful, simple, or comforted... but 'Christmas in New York' is something we've wanted to do with Emily for years. We took in the beautiful window displays on Fifth Avenue, a Uconn Women's Basketball game at Madison Square Garden, a fantastic food/dining/shopping experience at Eataly (you must go there if you can!), rode the old wooden escalators at Macy's, enjoyed a quiet respite in St. Patrick's Cathedral, plus so many other things too... and well, looking through my photos this morning, I am reminded that there was indeed a whole lot of peaceful, comforting goodness to be had throughout the day. Good times, and even better memories. Simple.
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The dining room table overflowed with Folksy Flannel; Home Ec produced oodles of patchwork. The day quietly wound down with a little topstitching, some artwork, chocolate in the advent basket, a glass of red, and A Charlie Brown Christmas.
All was well in my world.
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