HAUL OUT THE HOLLY

i've written a dozen posts in the past few weeks, all with the best of intentions. all of which are on the cyber cutting room floor. on more than one occasion i attempted to revive one or two but the moment past, so needless to say they never made it to final print. i've fallen behind on my own personal checklist and even fell off the flower wagon as the winter solstice took hold. too many of life's more immediate obligations took precedent. so bummed that these lost drafts never made it out into the world but sometimes you just need to 'let shit go' -- a recurring theme i struggle with in many areas of my life.

so let's see...we celebrated chanukah and christmas. there was gift giving and receiving. salty savory meats and super sugary sweets. couch time. family time. pickled turnips and puppy love. books, babies and bourbon and the high and low cocktail that is the holidays.

time marches on and now we focus on the tick tock of the clock, the inevitable countdown to the year 2012. I have a candy cane swirl of emotions about the year that was and is, well aware of the balance of the moment and ever so curious as to what the next year holds in its palm. the folding and unfolding of each day as we awake to begin anew. there's a lot i could wax poetic about but sometimes less is more and words just aren't enough. but to be honest, i just realized, i'm tired. it's been a long, amazing year and there is so much to be grateful for, to reflect on and build upon but for now i'm just going to close shop and ride out these last remaining days in the spirit of mindfulness meditation.

wishing you love, light and a rocking new years eve ~xx

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