Is there something wrong with eating cheese every day? 🧀
If you said yes, then I’m happy to correct you.
The right answer is no. And I’m not just saying that because I’m half Swiss. 😉 🇨🇭
My mom gifted me this Advent calendar. It reaffirms that a child will always be a child no matter the child’s age. 😊 I am an adult child with my own teenagers but I’m still her child. 🙃
She gifted the grand kids chocolate calendars, because of course they get gifted with chocolate calendars. 🎅🎄
Back when they were small, she made them home-made Advent calendars with individually wrapped presents, one for each day: a toy car, a candy, a hair ribbon, crayons, a knicknack… Later they got the Lego calendars which they adored. Now, at 14 and 16, they outgrew all that. 😃
But I digress.
December 1 is first day of the last month of 2021 and the first day I get to eat a piece of cheese from my Advent calendar. 😀
It’s been a long year. We have emerged from multiple lockdowns, battled mild and severe mental health and emotional issues, and most importantly, never once ran out of toilet paper, flour or yeast. Ha!
Yes, it’s been difficult. No, it doesn’t look like the pandemic is over.
Yes, there were seismic shifts in my/our lives, difficult and challenging circumstances and a lot of uncertainty throughout the past year. No, we’re not taking it lying down, still taking steps forward every day.
Yes, it’s hard, and melancholy, loneliness and stress continue to make uninvited appearances. No, I’m not crying or freaking out (only very occasionally). 😛
We are managing, is what I’m saying.
I am managing quite well. Every day I tune deep into my intuition, my gut feelings, and let them guide me toward harmony and allow them to center me.
I look back at what I lost but balance it out with what I gained.
Sadly, I lost some cherished connections, friendships that meant something to me. After some deep reflections, I decided to leave the door open a crack. There is a need for compassion and empathy, especially this time of year; only the toxic need to be purged.
The point is to direct everything from love.
For me, things are good.
Could they be better?
Yes. Definitely. There are important components missing, severed connections I wish were not broken, interruptions I had to learn to navigate with little understanding or support.
Yet my Libra scales feel closer to equilibrium than they have in the past ten years.
How did I do this?
By writing my own script when I stepped across the threshold in September. I continue to write each chapter as it unfolds, because I am the author of my story. It may seem unconventional and strange to people who have an idyllic perspective of what our chosen dynamics are supposed to look like, but I don’t fit into any mold. I keep writing my own script through all the ups and downs, the good and the bad, the challenging and the easy parts.
One word at a time.
I learned something else over the past few months:
I can do this. It is working well and any naysaying negativity gets blocked out of my consciousness. It is not needed. I neither Justify, Argue, Defend nor Explain my choices (JADE).
So, as we step deeper into the holiday season and make the collective and conscious effort to limit the doom and gloom around us in the name of preserving sanity and emotional well-being, I want to thank each and every one of you for your following, comments, likes, emails, texts and, if you’re a lurker, your continued reading of my pages here.
Happy holiday season! Go ahead, have some cheese.