The Merry n Not So Merry

 

I wish for you a smoother path than you’ve had

a room, a friend, a sky to make your heart glad.

For you to know that the dark’s a balm as well,

a pathway to a lasting peace from flashy tinsel.

 

Not every festival’s star studded and bright -

love and peace are sometimes low key, low and light.

I wish for you to find the charm in low key,

learn there is solid earth below the debris.

 

The needles fall, the limbs will disintegrate

that’s the law. Tomorrow’s a different date.

I wish for you to know today’s just today,

and the future’s never an exact replay.

 

Things will turn, even if they’re grim for a spell.

I wish you hope this season. I wish you well.

It's been a rough year, they don't seem to be making the buttery silk ones anymore, they've forgotten the recipe or what?

Rough not just for me but a lot of people I know - online and offline. Not everyone can be, or even afford to be, merry right now. 

I'm not going to whinge about the disasters small and big that have dogged me this year, it serves no purpose except to spoil the general party mood. 

All I have to say is this - if you've felt crushed, panicked and/or overwhelmed by some or other life event, if you've been pushed to the limits of your endurance, then I hear ya! And I'm not wishing you a glib happy holidays!

What I am wishing for all of us is a coping mechanism, that we find a way to turn angst and helplessness into patience and a pathway forward. To find solace in the everyday miracles and good memories and the concern and love of friends, family and community. To keep the chin up and the mind open to 'dwelling in possibilities,' even when we're down on our collective knees. 

As for me personally, I could do with some of the buttery silky stuff - are you listening, Universe? 

Wish you tranquil festivals and a celebration of hope in New Year 2025. May it treat us all gently.