I have mixed feelings this year about the season. I haven't put the decorations up. I haven't mailed cards. We probably won't exchange gifts. If I stop to think, it only ends in anger....or sadness. So - what are your thoughts for the moment? Are you wearing jingle bells daily? Are you in the kitchen, in your element, or up in your head?
Share your Christmas happiness or horror with me. Write a poem, post a memoir, or just your naughty/nice list.
The page is open.
My first inspiration offering to you is simple: we all move through varying degrees of darkness and light. At times the light is brilliant, warm, blinding. At times it is only a distant pinpoint in a sky of darkness....and sometimes - it is muted. We are in a fog. Describe your "fog" to me? Is it lifting? Is it descending? Does it bring you comfort? Does it bring a chill? Tell me about it.
If you're not inclined to consider the metaphor, just write about one of the pictures...as long as you write...
PEACE
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