I’m checking the list.
Doing only what feels right.
Love, joy, season’s bright.
I think the perfectionist of old in me has finally truly got it.
There is no such thing as a perfect Christmas.
No amount of decorating, baking or fretting will make it so.
And there is no way to make someone else’s Christmas perfect either.
What there is is joy in giving wherever you can and without expectations.
Little things that make someone smile.
And not expecting everyone to smile, either.
Just giving because your heart feels open to do so, and because you know that it is part of your purpose on this Earth.
And loving what is.
And fiercely loving the people who are in that close circle around your heart,
not with the packages under the tree,
but in the kindness,
the loving gestures,
the real Love giving
that lets them know they are deeply loved by you.
This is what Christmas means to me now.
If it brings my heart joy, I will do it.
If it brings me stress or worry, it will be off the list.
I am making my season merry and bright !
Big Love to all of you, Beautiful Ones !
Be kind to your awesome self today !
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