For Christmahanakwanzayule, I want:
- to be freed of fear;
- to be freed of limitation;
- to be freed of doubt;
- to be freed of denial;
- to be freed of loneliness;
- to be freed of anger;
- to be freed of pain;
- to be freed of suffering;
in other words, not to be bound by my ego anymore. And:
- I want to take the love that comes my way, even if it comes from people I don’t relate to very well, whose values and choices I cannot fathom and don’t agree with.
I don’t think Santa can deliver these. They are gifts only I can give myself.
Failing that, I would like a massage and a new digital camera.
For Christmas, I want to stop wanting.
I think I’m almost there.
Not “failing that,” but ALONG with that.
Go for it all, baby!! š
Yeah, well, for Christmas I want to be a perfect mother and a great writer…I don’t think those fit in a stocking.
Hey, I like your aspiration. I’d settle for the massage too.
Glad to be home!
Om.
Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Those are all admirable things to have on a wish list. I find myself not really wanting “things” very much (could be because I have so many of them!).
If we could just drink that cup of kindness, that would be just fine.
I haven’t been commenting as much as usual, for no particular reason, but I read all your posts.
Hope the little one is filling a huge place in your heart/life.
Gerry Rosser
Me, I still want a pony!