Poem: An honest look at Christmas...

She woke up in fear

oh my

the year

it’s almost gone

did I tell everyone how much loved them?

or was it just on their birthday?

When someone asks me

are you happy?

Do I smile the biggest smile and say

yes, yes oh I am so very blessed

or do I drop my gaze, say

of course I am, it’s just I wish I wasn’t so stressed,

all the time

I seem to chase

from place to place

and sometimes I am not sure what I am after

or if it’s time

that’s after me?

And there’s a little secret

I don’t really know how to tell anyone

but year after year

it seems so clear,

there’s that little voice who asks

did I do enough?

yeah this year was tough

but tell me, did I do enough?

All the things that are now in the past

tell me,

will someone remember?

Will they last?

Or will they flee

like tonight’s candles on the tree?

The fear that woke her up

now leans back.

Magically makes space

another voice shows up and gently speaks:

My love, there is no race

there’s nothing to win,

when you let your head spin

this world it’s wide,

your breath is deep,

there’s love all around us,

oh so vast.

It’s just that you miss it when you keep going so fast

but the good news, this love,

it won’t go anywhere

cause it’s not just love, it’s peace, connection and the kindest care.

Maybe that’s the true gift you’ve been

waiting for.

So please, my love

Today, once more on the number 24,

The peace, the space, the rest, the letting go,

it’s not just for show.

Even though the twinkly lights look pretty,

we’ll put them away

but my wish for you this year is that you’ll remember,

all that love around

it’s here to stay

because you know

the rumors are true,

it’s been there all along

right within

you.

Yours always,

Mel ❄️