Sometimes it takes a Rest, Ye Merry Gentlemen

My cat on the rad, soaking in rest and comfort.

I look at my cat with a bit of envy...how easily she sprawls across the warm rad and soaks in the peace-filled day. I continue to slowly heal from that fall I had back in September but I admit I am growing impatient (concussions and whiplash are nasty beasts). I am still taking a rest from everything I can while I work hard at eating well, sleeping well, and functioning somewhat without self-criticism.

We decided on "no gifts" this season which suits our pocket books as well as our stress levels (...although this will never include mama needing to fill her kids stockings - that is pure joy for me).

My break from most of my social media means you won't know if I am drawing or painting or writing poetry or just drinking hot chocolate -- unless you message me privately, which you are welcome to do. I might be creating or simply accumulating inspiring fodder (ideas, experiences, photos of beauty and ineffable things). I know. I am such a mystery.

As Christmas quickly approaches I encourage each of you to reduce your lists so you don't have to check them twice. And look to your cats. They certainly know how to rest. I will keep learning from watching (and sketching) mine.

Until we meet again,

Shalom.

Lorenda

P.S. If you think you might want to purchase a small painting or a poetry book as a gift without getting off your couch though...let me know.