Just home from filling up my petrol tank which started to run on empty on Christmas Day on our way home from church when no garages were open. I suppose in many ways I have been running on empty also with a lingering cold virus which followed a ‘buzzing’ time meeting other’s needs in various ways and feeling sad about mum who is no longer with us.
This year there has been more a sense of hanging on to traditions held when mum & dad were alive and perhaps it is now time to revisit some of them. Turkey definitely came off the list as we decided none of us really liked it and I am seriously thinking about either stopping or reducing my Christmas card distribution which involved a lot of time & effort posting air mail to Republic of Ireland, other parts of u.k and walking to distribute neighbours cards. The whole process seemed to take a lot out of me. Gifts aren’t the same problem as I only have a small circle to give to.
Earlier today I put my wilting senecio angel wings plant outside which is really it’s rightful place. I had brought the plant inside to protect against the winter frost but I think I was really trying to hang on to summer. Like me the temporary fragility is now almost over and it is time to hit the ground running.
Tomorrow I will take all the Christmas decorations down and damp dust and polish. I will continue my decluttering process throughout self care January as outlined in Brigid Gallagher’s post in ‘Watching the Daisies’.
January will be a time of retreating, regenerating, resetting and rebirthing in order to refresh and renew.
Happy, peaceful & healthy 2019 to all.