Holiday Hibernation

It’s funny how you think you have loads of time to do things after the holiday shows, but then a week of holiday prep just flies by and your aspirational to-do list still sits there. Meanwhile the books you picked up from the library are tempting…

Then I slowed down for a minute, and now the to-do list isn’t as urgent…

My friend brought a mini tree and a present that I enjoyed looking at in anticipation of Christmas Eve.

We had a lovely white Christmas here in Evanston, and I enjoyed watching the snow fall.

Soon I was eager to go outside and explore the winter wonderland.

It was fun to re-walk the streets after an earlier evening of Christmas lights exploring.

On Christmas Day the windows started frosting over.

So I took a cue from Hygge and read.

I also indulged in holiday movies, and binge watched Zumbo’s Just Desserts, which led to some sweet snacking,

Half of my Holiday Cards are now written, though my native language is getting rustier each year. I will get to the last few by New Year’s.

Now it is getting even colder out, so apart from a few pre-planned outings I plan to stay in for the week.

Next week I will do a writer-hibernation staycation, and am excited to get started on that. But for now, I will take the rest my brain and body crave, and marinate in the holiday for a little longer.

The time between Christmas and New Year’s is perfect for reflecting and taking stock of what life has brought, along with hope for what it has yet to bring.

It’s fun to live in my own Narnia, and to enjoy being where I am at without wishing for anything to be different.

In spite of all the shifts that have happened over the past year and the drama that came along with some of it, I am glad to be here in the present, and quite excited about what the future holds.

White Christmas

A solo Christmas can be a bit murky at times, ranking up there with Valentine’s Day as movie after movie re-enacts the notion that within a span of 24 hours families reunite, love shows up at the front door, and financial and health problems miraculously get resolved.

snowy lake

In real life, there was jarring news that showed World Peace doesn’t magically happen on Christmas Eve. It was a period of reflection and re-setting, and getting to the heart of Christmas.

I was cheered by this video that shows we don’t have to wait for grand Hollywood gestures to occur, but that split-second random acts of kindness can have a chain effect too, connecting us all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ID0kgP9IVhs

The next morning I woke up to a White Christmas, which felt like another signal that it isn’t all so bad out there.

Christmas morning view

The blanket of snow was light enough to make travel possible, yet with enough coverage to create a crunch under one’s feet and be wrapped in the joy of a a storybook White Christmas.

snow berries

The snowflakes looked like they came from a theater set.

REAL snow flakes

I smiled as I listened to the laughter of children sledding and throwing snowballs. Parents cheered as a toddler’s first mini-snowman was built.

toddler's first snowman

The Peanuts gang popped in my head at the sight of this tree.

Charlie Brown tree

Plus another tiny snowman rivaling Pig-Pen.

Pig-Pen the snowman

The scent of fireplaces burning made me happy.

Fireplaces

Cultural integration, the true spirit of Christmas.

Culture meshing

Reflective took on a humorous meaning as I snapped photos of giant ornaments.

reflection

When I returned from my walk, my footprint heart was still intact.

not walking over love

It was an affirmation that my neighbors aren’t blind to love when it crosses their path, and these little blessings are what lift my heart and make me believe in the goodness of the world. Gotta keep on giving that love!