I’d give anything to have just enough life force to get out of bed and have a slow, quiet Christmas… eat a small, simple meal… listen to soft, festive music… have an easy, happy conversation… share genuine, memorable laughs… and watch my husband and sister open a few presents without my vision disappearing, my head exploding, my muscles collapsing, my speech slurring, my ears ringing, my brain swimming, my balance shifting…
This holiday season, please send some good thoughts out into the universe for those struck down by sickness… some healing vibes… some positive energy… some prayers for better days…
That’s all I want for Christmas. A massive outpouring of intention, electricity, hope, empathy. A showing of human solidarity so strong that the cosmos crackles with shared intensity… the dynamo hum of a hundred whispered desires – a potency so overwhelming that there is a subtle shift in the atmosphere… atoms vibrating and realigning… Until this huge chronic weight lifts ever so slightly and lets in some spaciousness, joy, and fortitude.
When I feel it, I’ll know it was you and I’ll reflect that energy back into the sky and pray that, maybe for a moment, everyone’s burden eased a little.
Happy/ Merry Christmas to you all. I miss you and think about all my friends, family and blog family daily. X
Calling all angels,
walk me through this one,
don’t leave me alone.