Saturday, November 18, 2017

It All Begins with Turkey

Here Come the Holidays

When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.”
Franklin D. Roosevelt

So, here we go again—heading into the holidays. Some of us are gripped with excitement. It's our favorite time of year. We love the lights, the decorations, the food, the gifts—everything about it. And, some of us wish we could go to sleep and not wake up until January 1st. I find this breaks down by those who grew up with happy family traditions they loved, and those who grew up with chaos as the primary holiday festivity. I fall into that latter camp.

Every year, I try to figure out how to take care of myself, and, at the same time, not become “Debbie Downer” to everyone around me. I am better able, in my dotage, to not allow holiday fever to overwhelm me. I find that I do this best when I don't take myself or anyone else too seriously. Allowing others to enter the fray and circle in the whirlwind, without feeling the need to scoff and criticize, makes me a somewhat nicer person, and does not require the energy expenditure of righteous indignation.

I find pacing to be helpful—not the sort you do with your feet, but the sort that involves time and energy. Not packing too much into each day, not setting deadlines for myself, not feeling that the world will blow-up to high heaven if I drop a lose end. When the urge to speed up besets me, I practice breathing—feeling the breath coming in through my nose, traveling down to my belly, and returning by the same route. Focusing on just a few breaths is usually sufficient to back my motor down to first gear.

Let me reassure you—I have dropped many loose ends—and somehow the world continues on unabated. I'll bet that would hold true for you, too. There is also the possibility of finding something about this time of year that pleases you, whether it's the flavors, or the colors, or the time-off from work—whatever gives you pleasure, focus on that. And...breathe, people...breathe. As for all of you happy holiday revelers—carry on! Enjoy! God loves you, too.

                                                                  In the Spirit,

                                                                     Jane

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