Checked off our list:
- Watched Christmas Vacation, Home Alone and Rudolph
- Baked peppermint fudge, butterscotch marshmallow squares and shortbread
- Hosted annual girls' Christmas dinner
- Wrapped gifts with girls' homemade wrapping paper (aka their painting I re-purposed as wrapping accoutrements)
- Took crying pictures with Santa
- Taught Summer to "Ho-ho-ho"
- Packaged and delivered Christmas hamper to food bank
- Mailed Santa letter
- Wrote and sent Christmas cards
Things are moving along nicely, but not without a few moments. I had to check myself for necessary holiday-related anxiety about the cleanliness levels of my house. When it came to scrub floor versus go to sleep after putting in a 16-hour day, zzz's won. It's silly, really how busy things can get when I stop being mindful for a day or two.
Today I celebrate the winter solstice. This time last year, things really came to a head for me: I lost some of who I had become, there wasn't much peace, I was letting my anger win out in a sleep-deprive landscape after a year of big changes. I reflected on how dark I felt in this post, and am glad that this year I can accept the quiet and the darkness of the solstice as par for the course. I am purposefully slowing down and scaling back, knowing how important it is to just rest and hibernate with my busy little ladies. I notice them sleeping more, asking to watch movies and snack more often. I honour their requests, and balance it with time outside, letting our cheeks become rosy, our breath trail off as exhaust in the air.
|Downton Abbey Christmas dinner posing|
Now, I will begin the longest night of the year by heating up a glass of apple cider to sip while I write a little, and then do some slow, deep yin yoga by the glow of the Christmas tree. Namaste.
|My view in savasana.|