Tuesday, December 26, 2017


"Among the decay of expectations and the mangled relics of happiness, hope blossoms and shines at once a flower and a star." 
~ Henry James Slack ~

Historically speaking, I set myself up for disappointment by wanting this week to be something special, by wanting it to be cozy, relaxing, restorative, and filled with love. Instead of letting it be whatever it is, I measure it against some internal standard that is based on a kind of Norman Rockwell feeling.
     This year, I'm willing to let my expectations go, to hear the wannabe stories in my head and not buy into them; to be free to enjoy the unique, one-of-a-kind experiences that each moment brings.

I open to the freshness of this day.