>> Saturday, December 22, 2012
I was going to write about how we try to master it all.
How we hold ourselves to too-high standards and judge our missteps far more harshly than we ought.
I was going to write about how honesty and surrender
release the spikes in the belly and the weight on the shoulders.
About letting go, playing through, ignoring the mistakes and listening for the melody instead.
About my contentment at the start of this break.
How I value my luck and my blessings and the richness of life.
There's a lot to say but it's just another version of a song you already know.
We look around and take it in and pull close the ones we love and
count our blessings and offer up prayers and peace for the hurting
and we keep
listening for the song
amid all the wrong notes.
piano portraits by Owen, age 9
Merry Christmas. May you experience peace, joy, hope, and especially love this holiday season.
"A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices...."