This time of the year again! The colours, the smells, the sparkle, the love…I consider christmas time so wonderful yet so overwhelming. Especially for a woman. Who is a mother. And also has a career. And a self to take good care of because too many people depend upon her wellbeing.
Society demands a lot from us once more. Even on holiday. A woman should be a great hostess, decide upon festive menus and gift wrappings along with taking care of her children and household and work deadlines until New year’s eve! I know you get me, you’ve been there one two many times. Holidays come and go and the only thing we are left with sometimes is …fatigue instead of joy.
The past few days I tried to recall the last time christmas felt true magical. Well it goes back a long way! I was a high school student and, as being part of the school chorus, I visited elderly accomodation for christmas carol singing. It was a rainy christmas eve and when we arrived at the accomodation the lights went out. So caretakers lit up some caldles, old ladies gathered around us and we started singing. At first I was a little bit distracted but as singing went on I lifted up my head and looked at people’s faces around me. I was astonished to see beautiful people sparkle upon candlelight, all smiling and happy with eyes full of love and hope. As if they were touched by a fairy’s stick. It sure was a true magical moment…
So I am making a promise to myself - to stop trying to cope with what is being demanded of me and commit to what feels true. To quit meaningless activities and aquaintancies altogether. To create rituals that suit me and my beloved ones. To follow my instinct and try to discover magic again in my life - because it exists, I have already experienced it once.
Wishing a merry little christmas to all!
May love and self awareness guide our lives.