I am still reverberating from the festivities. Jeff bought the most gorgeous, fragrant Christmas tree and we all decorated Christmas Eve. What a treat!! It was two days of seclusion, a womb in which we shared the pulse of family heart and ways we reach to joyfully meet.
For me, today begins the new year. The light is returning and all seems so satisfying. It is a lovely note on which to begin.
We shared many gifts, and yet last night I returned home to an invitation to a very private ceremony to release Mitchell in the eastern way, honoring the 49 days. I am so touched.
I am wrapped in gifts, gratitude, love, care, smiles, and the tears of liquid love. Frieda's grandfather died December 8th. We honor him too.
May today give you even more than you've already received and whatever that is, may it all ways be enough.