Christmas, or more broadly this season we label as festive seems to magnify whatever is showing up in our life. Escapism is attractive if even momentarily, when the wheels have come off. For a day or two we can retreat to a time in our imagination when the treadmill of life stopped.
Our dreams, hopes & fantasies are within touching distance. Under the veneer of universal joy is the anxiousness that this is all temporary. This is the day we can eat like a bear before hibernation, drink as if our livers are indestructible.
Everyday holds the possibility of Father Christmas delivering all our childhood hopes, but it is we who are the architects. It is we who need orientate ourselves in the direction of the change we want in our lives.
It takes guts to cast off our childish fantasies of magic directing our life journey.
Wishing all who stumble across this post the inspiration to orientate in the direction of your personal best version Be well, smile often, worry less and take these musings with a pinch of salt if not aligned with your worldview
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