Observations

I spent Christmas Eve Day

tearing apart my studio,

sorting,

cleaning,

releasing,

At the end of the day, the room was clean and organized. I had even rehung much of the art on the walls including

this new addition:

I have promised myself for years,

to paint the amaryllis

that sits on my kitchen counter. a new color every year. This year, My favorite: a blazing red.

It couldn't escape me this year.

However, when I tried to begin a second painting, I could barely find a surface

on which to rest my palette.

Frustration.

Then an odd rush of energy,

a sense of distinct purpose filled my heart.

I worked nonstop for hours.

Later,

much later,

I sat in meditation, listening to music

at a midnight service.

Christmas Eve.

And I pondered what had happened, what I had done

and felt

that long day of work.

I realized I had been preparing

for Christmas Eve,

which brings us the message of hope

and new beginnings.

I had thought I was being a bit unusual,

a cleaning Diva instead of

A Christmas celebrant.

But, Oh, I was so celebrating the coming

of Divine Hope.

And now Christmas has past,

the wining and dining,

cheering and sharing

and something a bit more contemplative has arrived in my very clean manger.

My latest inspiration is here.

Please scroll down to her twelve days of Christmas article for great practices during the post Christmas season.

A Peaceful New Year to all.