Sunday, December 18, 2011

Silent Night

Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
I am lucky in my days to be able to count on a quiet moment here and there. Abby is growing ever content to play independently, she goes to bed reliably each night, and with Rich working and playing on two sports teams, I often catch myself in silence.
I know this isn't a permanent state. In about three months, I expect a whole lot of noise in my house and I don't imagine a day I find regular quiet moments in large numbers.
I found a quiet evening tonight, and rather than get to work on Christmas baking, or get into a yoga session, I thought that after putting Abby to bed I'd de-robe and soak. Instead of bringing my book in with me, I turned off the lights, lit my mason jar candles and breathed. Just breathed, watched kicks across my belly, and inhaled the lavender smell of a Lush bath bomb.
All is calm, all is bright.
It is dark in my northern town, and outside on the street when the sky fades indigo to black, there's a quiet stillness. The longest day of the year is a few days away, and I feel it. Abby does too, telling me she's tired, taking extra-long afternoon naps. We often miss afternoon daylight outings in favour of resting our heads on our pillows.
The year is growing close to its end. It is dark and cold, calling us to slow down, rest up, breathe slow. I obey.
Sleep in heavenly peace.

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