This beautiful falling snow reminds me that it will be Christmas soon. I usually have a shiver of dread when I get to prériode this year. I tell myself that I can not do that before Rudolph's nose is pointing lit, I'll collapse under the corrections and the end of session wrap well. I wonder, anxious, what I'll buy everyone and do not see myself doing other than a race against time, December 23, seeking a gift that will please every person I love. Not this year, not friends. I even wait until Christmas, you can imagine. Army my new bathrobe fleece and special "Learn to survive the holidays" my dear Oprah, I will prepare myself to do what I do during the holiday season: relax. And this little snowfall invited me to this: breathe, take it cool for the first time since returning home in June.
Why am I so? Does reading Eckhart Tolle is finally bearing fruit? I do not know. What I know is that I'm tired of my Christmas Quebecois year past. Do not misunderstand me, the Christmas markets of Barcelona, Liege and Antwerp were beautiful and there is something very interesting to experience Christmas in the distance. Still, I'm glad to be here this year and experience the holidays with my family. And snow! I know you shovel, last year, you do tricks in their kidneys, but me, except for a few eternal snow in Norway, I have not seen snow since March 2007. A dull moment, right?
I think I write myself this entry as a preventive measure. This year, I do not want to fall into the madness of Christmas. I do not want to be bewitched by this perception that I can not do. We'll all get together at Christmas, as they say. The difference is that this year, I'd get there in peace. Is not this the best gift I could offer?
The snow falls over. The gray is back, perhaps to remind me that November is still there for a while and if I happen to be at peace in December, I have to do whatever I have left to do before then taking advantage of this moment gray is the best, since it is the present moment. He is everything I have.
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