Every year, when I break for Christmas, I get a cold. This year is no different. I got through the festivities and now am making myself spend a few days on the sofa with books and DVDs and Lemsip so that it doesn’t drag into the New Year. The amazing, exciting, nerve wracking New Year.
Christmas was lovely, one of the best for a few years to be honest. Santa was wonderfully generous, Himself insisted on barbequeing some steak “as a snack” even though it was -3*C and I created a veritable vegan feast (with duck for the boys). There was champagne, too much chocolate and pudding and the annual Trivial Pusuit deathmatch. Perfect.
And you readers? How did you celebrate?
December 27 – Ordinary Joy
Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year?
Back in August I wrote this post about being extraordinarily ordinary. About finding joy in the everyday. About adding sparkle to the otherwise mundane.
I have endeavoured this year to find a moment of light in even the greyest of days, because there’s always something there, even on the days when you don’t want to get out of bed – a chink of sunlight, a snippet of birdsong, a moment of depth in yoga practice, a silly joke, a glass of wine….
Without the grey there can be no sparkle. So always try to find the sparkle underneath the grey (and if all else fails unroll your yoga mat!).
Glad you had such a lovely time. My Christmas was… tiring!