It's the first REAL week of January....when everything goes back to normal. The meetings, routines, dr appts, schedules and lessons begin again. All the things we kinda ignored in that delicious month of December.
I look around my decorated house and don't want to start taking things down. Even the sound of that is depressing ...."taking things down."
When I plugged the lights of the tree in this morning I crouched low and touched the pine branch shadow designs it made on the hardwood floor .... as if I could soak it into my skin.
Why does the Tingle have to go away with the Tinsel? How do I hang onto it?
The gatherings, the cards, the gifts, the cookies .... all that could go. It's that "other stuff" I will miss. The dash of Jolly in the air .... that dose of joyful expectation that sits in my belly and greets me each morning. That tingle of wonder and wonderfulness that I love....all so intangible amidst this tangible stuff.
Perhaps I cross out the other items on my Resolutions list ....
- do more yoga
- eat less sugar
- write every day
and replace it with ...... KEEP THE TINGLE!!
I wonder what that would look like?