Our house is decked out, sparkling and twinkling and filled with the magick of childhood at Yule. Sometimes, this is a difficult time of the year for us, a time when the spiritual leanings of my husband and I seem to be so different as to make us both a bit uncomfortable. During other times of the year, the fact that we practice different religions doesn't seem to matter so much. At Christmastime, a divide can open up between us that is difficult to jump across. I felt stirrings of this discomfort again this year, but only briefly. Rather than getting caught up in all if that this year, I've decided to focus instead on our daughter and the magick this time of year brings for her, on the blessing of being together as a family, of sharing the fun of decorating together, then sitting back on the couch and soaking in the warm, wintery atmosphere we've created. I'm focusing on the abundance and the things shared, not on any perceived lack.
It feels wonderful.
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