All of us are far richer than we imagine. None of us possess a life devoid of magic, barren of grace, divorced from power. Our inner resources, often unmined and even unknown or unacknowledged, are the treasures we carry, what I call our spiritual DNA. - Julie Cameron
To have ideas is to gather flowers; to think, is to weave them into garlands. -Anne Swetchine
My poor Michael just does not like the holidays...he is a bit of a bah humbug every year. It is really hard for him since his mom died. And I think I am pushing his buttons lately. My tree is finally fully decorated, my family room is looking festive, and the kicker I wrapped his presents. He thought if he didn't tell me what he wanted that I would not buy him any gifts. He was wrong! I just didn't do practicle! I hate practicle! I love fun! Whimsy! Unusual! Practicle is boring!
He told me he is feeling guilty for not being in the spirit...and only getting me one gift...so hum...maybe he will get me more gifts! *giggle* That does not even matter to me. This holiday brings out interesting things and feelings in both of us. I miss my grandmother more during the holidays as I get older, mainly because I was too busy with my own kids to allow myself to think of it. Now that my house is quiet, the thoughts come profoundly through to me.
I am rich in his friendship, in his caring, in his love for me. I am a rich lady...and it has nothing to do with actual cash!