Menofestivalising

I enjoy Christmas alone. It is why it was vital for me to get back to the Hutch this week. Why I shall be alone on the day and only travel again on the 26th. Keeping Christmas contemplative and reflective has always been my way - even way back when the Mac Clan was all living together. It sometimes caused friction, because I preferred to be in my room rather than facing all the big feasting and unwrapping carry on.

I'm not a Grinch or a Scrooge - merely a spiritual being trying very hard to be at peace in a commercial, transactional world. I will cheerfully partake up till the Eve and in the Boxing day... then there is Hogmanay.

Christmas Day, though, I confess, I am selfish about. This is my egocentricity. The one thing about which I will not compromise. It is especially important for me this year, as so much of my sadhana and meditation has been interrupted by the process of the transactional life. There is no regret in this. There is, however, the deep need to rebalance, refocus and refresh my spiritual connection. Only that will serve me in what is likely to be quite a trying year ahead.

That, and the Love and support of my pals. Some in the flesh, but a lot of you our here in the ether. It doesn't matter that there is no physical presence. Love from True Hearts reaches its destination. Always.

Thank you to the following (so far):