On Being Still
Today is the first day of Epiphany on the religious calendar but truly, a personal epiphany can come at any time if we are quiet and listen.
One night leading up to Christmas after darkness had settled, I lit my Advent candle and turned on the white Christmas lights decorating the place. I sat in silence, mostly darkness. reflecting on the year which was about be put in the history books.
My mind wandered back to all the things I had done since moving back to the eastern part of the U.S., all the places I’d been (90% nearly right in my “neighborhood” or not far from it) and recalling all the blog posts I’d written throughout 2022. It helped me remember all the blessings. I’m very proud of something – I have a good grasp on what fulfills me. It may not be someone else’s idea of enjoyment but does it matter? I realize what a gift this is and how healthy it is to my well-being.
This year will be the start of a new decade in my life, one which came way, way too soon. Age does that, doesn’t ? It slowly creeps up. And if we are busy intentionally living our best life, rather than just drifting through, I think it comes even quicker. Dang, I’m having too much fun to be the age I have reached.
I received a wonderful surprise just before Christmas. An email I hadn’t really expected. Essentially it said this ~ We have reserved a complimentary ticket for you to come to The Havre de Grace Opera House. For more information on what this evening will bring, please read this post entitled “A Divine Knowing.”
Sounds like a great start to a what I hope will be a very fulfilling year filled with all the things I like to do which makes me so grateful for this healthy life I have been given.
