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A bit of an unusual December for us. No kids or grandkids for Christmas (the youngest and his wife are serving as foster parents in Georgia and, unfortunately, that means they can't take their foster child out of state for holidays). My father is in town but is unable to drive until he gets his license reinstated from a medical incident last May, so I've spent a lot of my time being shuttle driver. [livejournal.com profile] ladyat's mother is with us and it has been working out very well, but it does mean some shuffling of activities. My sister and her husband are in town but I am participating in the Indy Winter Solstice so I will miss a lot of time with her due to rehearsals and performances. We did, however, get the tree and decorations up a lot earlier than most years so it has actually felt a little more like Yule than in the past.

It is in this time of darkness, when we think we should be contemplating the inner world, that we find ourselves at our busiest. We often decry the frantic pace, but perhaps it is closer to what our ancestors did than we would like to remember - every day was a struggle to survive, traveling miles to find meat for the table, searching for the last dried fruits or roots to fill cold and hungry bellies - never mind gathering wood for that all-important life-sustaining fire. Our problem may be the way we go about it - mindlessly, with the only thoughts being those of obligation, inconvenience, and inadequacy. Maybe we shouldn't despair that we can't be 100% contemplative at this time of year - rather, we should make certain that we are fully engaged in everything we do, dropping those things in which we cannot take joy, comfort, or at least satisfaction that we have prepared for another year.

It all seems a bit philosophical for a post whose purpose is simply to wish you all joy in whatever way you celebrate the Returning of the Light. Every year I find I love these words more and more (and acknowledge the help of [livejournal.com profile] cflute in giving them their final polish):

- as the sun increases, so may your joys increase.
- as the nights become shorter, so may your sorrows shrink.
- as those you love surround you, feel my love there as well.
- may you be blessed by your Gods, be they within or without.
- may all your dearest dreams come to you in time.

Joyous Yule, Merry Christmas, Blessed Hannukah, Happy Dong Zhi, and an Inspirational Kwanzaa to you all. May the best of this year follow you into the next.

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