Happy Holidays
Last Updated on Friday, 30 December 2011 12:00
I sit here on Christmas eve, blessed with my loyal German shepherd, Rachel, by my feet...thinking about my dear friends around the world. So many are facing the most difficult emotional situations conceivable...the death of a child...or of a parent. The fatal diagnosis of a grandchild. The end of a marriage or relationship.
Others are anticipating the beginning...of a new relationship...a birth of a child...a new job...or even just a new way of celebrating the holidays.
Where do you find yourself tonight? And what does it mean to you?
I am lonely tonight. I find myself missing the days when my children were young...and my mother was visiting...and we would throw pennies into the fireplace, and my children would be delighted with the presence of Santa Claus. Tonight, I so miss the presence of my mother...and my small children who are now grown. And I see...that, then I did not even have a inkling of the glorious grandchildren today whom I now enjoy beyond description!!
So what does that say about our future? What can we not yet see...that is waiting for us right around the corner?? How can we trust the unfolding of this moment...just the way it is?
Tomorrrow I will be with my family...I plan to enjoy each and every moment, because I realize how much I miss those of the past. I do not know what is next...I just know what is now. And I love being totally connected to this moment in time and to the important people in my life.
Happy holidays to you, my friends around the world. May 2012 bring peace, love and harmony to us all. Much love, Nan
Romancing the Wine
Last Updated on Friday, 30 December 2011 12:02
She called me one night and I could tell she had been drinking.
I decided to ask her directly about it, and to her credit, she answered me honestly.
"Yes, Nan, I slipped. I really wanted a glass of wine."
"What were you wanting that you thought it could provide?" I asked her.
"That feeling," she said, "of being special and enjoying a lovely bouquet in a beautiful glass by candlelight. And I wanted to know I could have what I wanted."
"Is that what you got, that feeling of being special?" I asked curiously.
There was a silence. I let her think for a few moments.
"Well, no," she said. "I feel awful, actually. And I drank it out of a chipped colored glass so no one would guess what was in it."
I asked her to get real quiet and centered. To become very conscious of her body, mind and spirit. Then I asked her to name what she was experiencing in that moment. Here are her answers:
"Skin on fire"
"Head confused"
"Taste is Nasty"
"Compulsion Strong"
"Crazy"
"Sweating"
"Gassy"
All these are a far cry from what she was wanting. I suggested we talk the next day to work on how she could treat herself in a special way and begin truly allowing herself to have what she has really been wanting for a very long time...that which alcohol was actually silencing.
What do you truly want...have you been listening to yourself lately?


