I know you’re busy, but take 30 seconds to read this. You’ll be glad.
What was I thinking to take off the week before Christmas? Take off as in leave, check out, join 24 strangers to sit outside in the dark, meditate, and freeze my bottom off thousands of miles from Bergdorf Goodman. It had nothing to do with Christmas, and yet everything to do with peace on earth, good will toward men.
If you follow me on Instagram, you know I was in Sedona, Arizona, on a “sacred spirit illumination” journey. I must have been insane. Christmas is now, and I have at least 472 reasons to panic about 472 things, and yet I’m not. Yet. I’ve never felt saner.
More on the sacred journey in a future post.
Meanwhile, what hasn’t gotten done just won’t get done. What about you? What can you let yourself off the hook for right here, right now? You don’t have to go to Arizona. Let the perfect go for the sake of the good. Let the fussing go for the sake of the fun. Focus on the love and the laughter. Everything else is stuffing.
Cue the Rainbow. Merry Christmas.