Christmastime can be a sink full of dirty dishes, or the warmth you feel when imagining her smile. It can be your pain or your playfulness, your distraction or your peace--but this time of year, no matter what, is always something.
In recent days I have opened my heart, my home and my body. I have longed to be with someone who is not here, been compelled to be with someone I've never met, and loved being with those around me. I have boarded my familiar ship to nowhere, and fortunately the trips are getting shorter. I received a gift from a friend--a declaration of freedom which, with all the implications and mysteries it holds for him, I am left humbled.
Let It Be is on the sidebar again, because at Christmastime, and at all times, what else is there to do.
For you, from the white lioness.