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In the darkest time of the year…
This hippie girl knows that we are in the darkest week of the year. The solstice arrived on December 21, just before Christmas. I think in all our souls we feel a tinge of it, in the frustration with shoppers, the dread of seeing family members next week, the exhaustion that brushes at the edges of your mind as you think about making all that food.
So in the spirit of the Sisterwives, this is a post to light your way through the night, to give you a beacon to come home to when you’re feeling just a little bit overwhelmed this holiday season. This post is for you.
Every Christmas season, my soul perks up with a little sparkle of joy. All the lights, the smell of pine, the candlelight services, hot chocolate, and softly falling snow. There’s still something magical and childlike about it all. In spite of this, nearly every December for the past 7 years has been very difficult for me, with the exception of last year. I’m determined to turn the tide again this year, but I only have control of certain things.
It’s those certain things that keep me afloat in December. That, despite the December hardships I’ve endured, I still see it as a magical month. Hope springs eternal, I guess you could say. But I have beautiful memories of this season.
Like two years ago, Christmas Eve of 2012. I was just home from North Carolina, had just passed the 5th anniversary of my sisters’ death, and had just been re-traumatized by personal experiences as well as the recent shooting in Newtown. I was emotionally worn and ragged. But I accompanied my family to a Christmas Eve service, then we decided to go walk around the Broadmoor Hotel. This is an older 5 star hotel in Colorado Springs, set next to a little lake. Every year for Christmas, they decorate with copious amounts of lights strung around the large old trees that dot the property.
This Christmas Eve, it was snowing lightly as we drove up from downtown. Coming down the long stretch of Lake Avenue (the fancy-schmancy Old Money neighborhood of Colorado Springs), I caught my breath as the Broadmoor came into sight.
It was impossibly beautiful. Like a lighthouse in the middle of a storm, my soul-ship jumped at the hope I saw twinkling in the lights before me.
A light, dusty, Hollywood snow twinkled down from the sky, coating the ground with just the right amount of white. As we walked up to the hotel, flakes danced down through the lit trees to brush against my nose. I was entranced.
Before or since, I have never had such a lovely Christmas Eve. It was freezing, but absolutely stunning. We strolled around the lake with hot chocolate in hand. It was so iconic that I dare say it started a new family tradition; we’ve been going there for a Christmas walk every year since.
These are the things that keep us. In the moments before Christmas as the solstice approaches and all gets very dark, these are the moments that bring the light back. They whisper, “Don’t worry. The sun is returning.”
Find your beacon.
In the middle of this holiday, no matter where you are. If you’re ecstatic. If you’re depressed. If you’re overwhelmed, over your head, can’t seem to find your way through, lost your hope in humanity. If you’re ecstatic, and anticipating your children’s face on Christmas morning, and waiting for the One to pop the question you have suspicion he/she/they’s going to ask, just got a bonus, just got a promotion, and feel gloriously light. No matter where you are, who you are, find your beacon.
If you’re in the dark, it will light you. If you’re in the light, you know dark times will come at some point, and that beacon will see you through.
It’s seen me through the worst Decembers of my life – the death of my sisters, a terrible marriage proposal, a divorce 2 years later (finalized in, you guessed it, December), when I’m shaking in my boots almost literally from the shock of being retraumatized. It’s moments like this that have lit the way and have reminded me that good, light, and beauty still exist in the world.
Take the little moments to savor the snow, revel in the twinkling lights, let the luscious hot chocolate swirl on your tongue.
Really, isn’t that what Christmas should be about?
What’s your beacon this holiday season? What has it been in the past? What are you being intentional about this Christmas?
Love love love this so hard, Laurie.
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Thank you so much, Beth. What you said yesterday gave me courage to post this one! 🙂 Love you Xxx
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#TogetherWeAreStronger
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Thank you for sharing such a beautiful “beacon of light” in your words.
Your resilience and positive spirit has always inspired me…loved this piece. Thank you, Laurie. xo
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Thank you, Michelle! So glad it touched you 🙂 hope you are finding a few “beacons of light” this holiday season. 🙂
With heart, Laurie
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I will try. I’m in the midst of this right now and am kind of numb. Can’t even find it in me to smile, and the only humour I find is self-depreciating.
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*hugs* Helena. Sorry you’re in a dark cloud. We’re here if you need us. Always.
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I think I need to schedule a nervous breakdown or something — I just simply don’t have the time for it right now.
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Helena, schedule it for today. Get it all out and then start fresh tomorrow. You can do it!!!
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I hear you. And I’m with Beth. Schedule your break down for today. Sometimes I know I just need to let myself fall apart. Being numb is okay. I know it feels worse than riotous emotions… believe me, I know. I hate being numb. But I’m slowly learning that acceptance of it eases it a little, or at least takes some of the suffering from it.
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What do you do when you really CAN’T break down. When you simply HAVE to be strong and don’t have any choice. I’m so tired of having to be strong.
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Who are you being strong for, and why do you have to? I ask because I’ve felt it before, that force of “I must keep going, must be strong”.
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If you and Beth would like to talk to me, I could definitely use the ears, but I don’t want to do it in public, if you don’t mind. You could find me on Facebook or something. Please.
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Okay. 🙂 Absolutely. 🙂
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My beacon? Fabulous writers. Wonderful people who are considered about the welfare of their community (family, local, national, blogosphere, etc…). I loathe this time of year for the stress and family obligations, the societal pressures to buy newer, bigger, better. But, I love this time of year for the stories of goodwill and cheer and that emerge. Like this one. Like finding a beacon. Thank you for providing a light in your words.
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You are so welcome. 🙂 So glad I could shine some light!
I agree on fabulous writers… David Whyte and Pablo Neruda are a couple that are inspiring me right now. Sometimes a beautiful word is all we need.
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This is so beautiful I felt like I was at that old hotel. I love the lights, the sounds, the smells of Christmas too. This year I am committed to making it relaxing and fun. Do exactly what I want and not be pressured to live up to anyone else’s expectations. I think that was what I didn’t like about it when I lived at home. I hope that you can give yourself the gift of your ideal Christmas. I promise you that you deserve it! Xxx
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Awww thank you Sarah. I love your plans for Christmas. Make it what you love. 🙂 I look forward to hearing what you end up doing! I am sure whatever it is will be beautiful. And thank you for your words; this gives me the motivation to think about what I’d like on Christmas, and to create those things. 🙂 Xxx
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Hey, hippie girl, hippie storm trooper loves this post…
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Hahaha I love it!!!
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yay
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Christmas ninja also liked it…
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Thank you for reminding me to take a moment, and just *be.*
This hippie turned punk turned suburban girl knows exactly what you mean. And loves this post. xo
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So entirely welcome, Samara. 🙂 Xo!
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Amen. And thanks!
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You’re welcome! Thank you for reading! 🙂
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“Don’t worry. The sun is returning.”
LOVE!
Laurie,
your words soak inside.
xxxx
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Thank you so much sweet Kim!! Hope you are finding your beacons this holiday. 🙂 Xxx
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Laurie I think I love your soul quite a lot 🙂 Thank you for this.
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Once again, Laurie, I’m inspired and certainly moved by your writing and truth. After being at the Broadmoor this weekend for a work party, I’ve decided to make sure I go every year just to take in the experience of it all. It’s so beautiful that it almost doesn’t seem real. Almost like you’re on a movie set. My husband and I loved walking around the Broadmoor every Christmas. We actually walked around the Broadmoor on our first date in April 2001. That was when/where we had our first kiss too. Once he was diagnosed with cancer in March 2008, we never went back. Life took another turn that we never saw coming, and we never made it a point to go back, even when he had his six months of glorious remission. I wasn’t sure how I was going to react after returning there this past weekend after Mark being gone 5 years and all the precious memories I have of that place. It turned out to be a beautiful time for me, and it really hit home for me how much I love this time of year. There’s no other place in Colorado Springs that has the “Christmas” effect for me like the Broadmoor does, especially when there’s light snow in the air like there was this weekend! Love your sweet soul, Laurie, thank you for sharing.
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This is just so beautiful, Laurie! A beacon indeed!
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