It’s that time of year. I’m not talking about Christmas, or the holidays, or new years, or gift exchanges, or the change in weather. Rather, everything in between. It’s that enjoyable space between us that exists or those moments of relaxation where all is right. All you have to do is breathe. It is....... the last week of the year.
Every Christmas of my life has been enjoyable. And every day after Christmas has been even better. There is a a great feeling about December 26 that comes with some kind of relief and peacefulness that lasts until the morning of December 31st. I have been fortunate to have always had this week off. A week to enjoy the the closing of a year and a festive season but without the obligation. A time to reflect on the year and resolve for the year that is about to come. A time to surrender to time itself knowing that once my mind awakens on New Years Eve a set of experiences will be set in motion. I suppose it is all part of a collective mindset as all the residents of planet earth enter a new year together. Some of of us ready to take on another year, others nostalgic about the year that has past, and many of us in the in between.
I will do my end of the year recap in a couple days but for right now I want to take some time to acknowledge the greatness of December 2010. I have felt so alive this month. One of the biggest events was reuniting with Rory. There are a chosen few people in my life whose presence makes my soul feel at peace. He is one of them. It’s been almost two years since we’ve seen each other. We got a precious week together and my favorite part of it was a spontaneous trip to the mountain to watch a meteor shower. I also played a Sunday afternoon gig at the Bean Counter in Redondo with Matt, Hugh, and Sara. So good to be playing live music again. And everything else that was a part of this month from a holy 35th birthday party, eating indian food, a kiss on the hand during a music therapy session, crying on a drive back from Barstow, signing Brett Dennen’s It Could Make You Cry over and over, watching John Lennon videos with red wine, and today swimming in the waters of my favorite beach in Hawaii.
I feel as though I keep blogging about the same thing- gratitude. And this is is again. I was born on Thanksgiving, I can’t help it. I wake up every morning thanking the day. And if it is even possible sometimes it’s too much. This Christmas in particular I felt so appreciative that I ended up feeling guilty. To think that earlier this year I was in Indonesia and India that exposed me to things I cannot deny...... and then ended up feasting in Hawaii months later. This makes no sense to me, how this world can be so imbalanced. It makes me feel a thousand things at once, and with an open heart I appreciate that too.
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