Hello dear Maestros,
How is it already the end of the year? & ChristmasTime at that? Are you enjoying the festivities the season brings, or are you somewhere else on the holiday spectrum?
Personally, I am spinning between it all. The grief from my mother’s sudden, recent death floods my entire being one moment & makes it hard to breathe while the joy & delight of my children as they experience the magic of Christmastime makes my heart want to burst entirely open.
The contrasts are truly astonishing.
Yet what ultimately occurs to me is this: without contrasts, life would be bland, predictable, riddled with the sort of ennui that can literally kill the spirit of a creative-minded being. It is in those very contrasts where we feel the depths of who we are & experience the beauty of what we & this life are made of.
The trick, I am realizing, is to continue to ALLOW it ALL into our experience, to choose to let it come in when it arrives vs. always feeling the need to don our gay apparel.
This is a difficult thing for me to both allow & admit. I’m hardwired to want to be able to shine all the time, to be the best I can be, to see the silver lining in all things… & then to offer to help guide others to do the same. (How annoying & arrogant is that? EEk.).
But my recent experience with grief has pitched me to a new low I didn’t realize I could go to. It has been both humbling & eye-opening.
& on some levels, quite liberating.
It has also required that I put aside my fierce sense of independence & ask for help, both professionally & personally. The relief in bringing my truth to the surface has helped me rise up from the emotional depths I tend to retreat to when things aren’t quite right.
Not that I’m good at staying there quite yet, but that’s okay. I’ll allow for that, too, & the time it takes for me to experience what needs to be experienced. As one kind Facebook friend offered, “You’ve got to go through it to get through it.”
I suspect I am not alone during the holidays with my myriad of difficult & often tender moments. Whether having lost someone deeply loved, working overtime to the point of exhaustion, reeling with loneliness, feeling strapped for cash, struggling with health issues or simply overwhelmed by the energy of it all, the holidays offer many opportunities to sink into the Christmas pit of it all.
On a deeper level, this has to be okay, too. Sinking isn’t the worst thing that can happen, after all. While it may invoke a sense of panic, it also allows for a shift in perspective. One can’t be holly jolly all the time, now can they?
The problem occurs when we get too cozy in our Christmas shit pit. When we let ourselves become our (negative) circumstances without checking out the true nature of who we are & what surrounds us, we lose an entirely perfect opportunity to consider the contrasts- contrasts that make up the whirling, swirling, character-giving details of our lives.
Easier said than done, you think? Only if you cling to your inner Grinch & fail to call forth your attention & energy towards one very simple thing that pervades everyone of us if we are wise enough to let it.
Yes, dear Maestros, we all know this to be true.
When we count our blessings, little by little they begin to supersede the stuff that might bring us down in the first place.
The hot water streaming from your shower head, the letter from a friend, the painting you made, the music you heard, the twinkle from that one star in the sky nudging you to notice- these simple, sweet things can give us the lift to help us shift.
Alas, it does not always make the grief go away, but on many levels, it lessens the effect of it some. The vibe finds an alignment with joy in the long run & takes us on its merry way.
Amid this busy season, let us all pause to take a moment or two to consider the many blessings that fill our lives, while softly bowing to the parts of us that may be aching if necessary. Acknowledge it all, allow for it all, then breathe deeply knowing it is up to you to choose which direction you will turn your attention towards.
I wish you well, dear Maestro, during this Christmas time & always. May you choose love, may you choose gratitude, may you be showered by all the blessings this dear, tender, wild, difficult, beautiful life offers.
May you experience the contrasts & let them guide you to a life more beautifully felt & lived.
With infinite love,
xo ∞ Cricket
Cricket Desmarais is a writer, artist, creative coach, consultant & yoga teacher. Her aim in this life is to shine as vibrantly as possible, & help others do the same. Find more about her by clicking here or on her mamma blog www.TheSparkleProject.com.