To-do lists and busyness do not inspire me. Therefore, this season that is supposed to be filled with love, joy, sharing, caring and giving could also threaten my inspiration because it can become overwhelming.
I have been known to get a little crazy in the past trying to make everything perfect but I no longer ascribe to such antics. Instead of being inspired by the Martha Stewarts of the world I have chosen to be inspired by the little things this season even if it means that a Christmas card doesn’t get sent, the packages aren’t tied up with little bows (okay they never are) and we don’t have a gourmet breakfast on Christmas morning. I have come to realize that while these things can be fun to do with my family, if we don’t have time it becomes another chore on my to-do list.
So, how do I plan to get through the season with a smile on my face, kindness spewing from my lips, and an overall sense of peace in my house? First, I am throwing out the expectation that I will actually achieve the aforementioned holiday goal. Instead, I am setting out each day with a deep breath and a few things I would like to do over the course of December to show love, peace and joy. I have made a list, but it feels different than before. Perhaps it’s because it is full of intention rather than obligation. What is the difference? Let me give you an example. I used to always make homemade cinnamon rolls on Christmas Eve. I love to make them when there is the space and time to do it. A few years ago, I wasn’t able to make them. I was so upset about running out of time and somewhere in the recesses of my brain I actually thought Christmas would be ruined without homemade cinnamon rolls. Instead, my hubby bought canned, refrigerated cinnamon rolls and he made them Christmas morning. And you know what? Christmas was fantastic and my girls LOVED having their dad make breakfast. It has now become a new tradition in our house, during certain holidays, for him to make cinnamon rolls and he is kind of proud of it. If you had asked me what I thought about this idea five years ago I would have told you, “we are not having Christmas breakfast out of a can!” What I have learned though is that it’s not out of a can, it’s out of love.
It’s all about intention and perspective.