‘Tis the season of celebration. The landscape of our everyday lives is transformed with the glow of candles, jingle of bells, fragrance of pine and spice, wrapping paper and ribbons, feasting, and festivity. There is a touch of magic and miracle in the air.
'Twas the night before the holiday, when all through the house
Every creature was stirring, even the spouse;
Tossing and turning, sleepless with fear,
In hopes that there will be no family drama this year;
I am open to a little bit of magic in my day. I will let something come….and I will let something go. I will appreciate a blessing and I will release a resentment. When I appreciate, whatever it is that I am giving thanks for, seems to grow inside of me, it brightens, it expands. When I let go of a resentment, I am releasing something I am holding onto and I am making room inside of me for more good to come in.