Mom wasn’t crazy about her freckles…so, in a way, I wondered if she was crazy about mine. She had troubles controlling her curls.
She really didn’t have any idea how beautiful she was/is. I scanned some old photographs while I was home this past couple of weeks. The photographs tell the truth about my mother’s beauty. This is food for thought, my dear friends. As you read my words on this page, consider…are you more beautiful than you think?
The morning ritual, with the first coffee sitting on the desk, is to read a few blogs, the news on line…check the e mail and then set out to create a day. Tom Phillips is playing down at the Ironwood tonight, but I didn’t think to reserve a spot until last Friday…so, I’m on a waiting list. My dancing partner, Bee, says he can get me in…but New Year’s Eve is not the night to drive down to a place and then find out that they can’t sandwich you in to an event.
Being single is weird on New Year’s Eve. Regardless, there are ways around that and things that you can do to cause you to feel those anticipatory jitters about how wonderful life is without a partner. Like I say…going to one of those spots where people LOVE music is one of those welcoming ideas for singles. I have many single friends who just love music so much that it’s great to be with them and their passion for all things beautiful as you ring in the New Year. I’m pretty sure that the Gorilla House is open tonight…now, there, I could mingle with like-minded artists…maybe paint…have a drink…and one thing is for sure, have a barrell of laughs!
Being peaceful…now, that’s always a great way to bring in the New Year. Slicing yourself up a bit of good sausage (will have to talk to the daughter about where she picked up the Christmas sausage…it was amazing!) OH! Here’s the information on the packaging for the strawberry/rubarb pie purchased at the same location…The Log Barn 1912! Amazing food!
So…yeah…put on some music…slice up some good sausage…put out the gherkin pickles, cheese and crackers…for the brave, a tin of oysters! Open a glass of wine and light up the candles. Play some music. MAGIC!
I think one of the most memorable ‘quiet’ New Year’s Eve events I enjoyed was one shared with my son. We went over to the movie theater and watched the Last Samurai. We stepped into the cold winter night at around 1:15 a.m. that year. The movie had been such a beautiful metaphor somehow. We talked quietly about the whole experience as we drove home.
So, yeah…the point is. Bless your own life with divine light for the new year. Give yourself everything you need to be a healthy, positive and affirming force for others. Be generous of heart and go easy on the pity parties. Create! Challenge! Question! Love! And…delight in the small things.
My small thing this morning… the light…a small shape of light, perhaps reflected off of a Christmas ornament on the tree on to my bookshelf. It was beautiful and I may be reading too much into this (readers laugh here) but, I consider it to be a sign…an offering…an offering of light for this day and the year to come. I’m taking it that way.
A friend of mine posted the lyrics to this tune and I’m going to post the music here. One of the deeply inspiring experiences of 2012 for me was to sit and listen to Leonard Cohen. Sit back…enjoy…and remember to be kind to yourselves. Happy New Year!