The reason for the season
I stopped at the market on my way home and realized after I got in there that I had the wrong list...for the second time! This is not all that unusual of a thing for me and I do realize that it is pretty far down the list of things that could go wrong. Still, it's kind of a pain since it means I must get back to the store at some point, do some baking, cleaning and get to work on time...blah, blah, blah.
So, I'm sitting at the 5th light, which is really the 10th since this is my second go round, and I'm thinking about all the things I need to get done and that Christmas is only 2 days away...blah, blah, blah.
I'm a little stressed and I'm wishing that I could get to the "special place" where I'm calm and remembering the peace that this time of year brings. I'm wondering what the point of this whole season is and I'm wishing I would get some sort of special sign from the universe. I'm sort of hoping that the universe will show me in some way how to make this Christmas special and bring a little of the spirit into my heart.
So, I'm still at the light (it's a really long light) and I look over at the car next to me and I see a woman in a winter coat and a turban thing on her bald head. I realize she is turning into the hospital...she must be going for a chemo treatment.
Which led me to think what if the song is wrong...what if it isn't that "next year all our troubles will be out of sight?"
What if this is the year that all our troubles are out of sight?
Who knows what the next year will bring? Perhaps, we should celebrate as if this will be our last Christmas ever.
And, a calm settled over me and even over the road and even over the fields next to the roads. I noticed how pretty things looked with the snow covering everything and the sun rising a beautiful pink and orange and reflecting off the white snow. It was as if the whole earth just exhaled.
She turned into the hospital and I went on through the light to my house.
And, the universe did speak to me in that car, at that light.
It said...the love is the most important thing...and everything else is just fluff, sweetie, icing on the cake.
~i wrote this 5 years ago and nothing about my life is the same. The sentiment, however, remains.