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  • I found hope in Hope thanks to nature and my nieces.
  • Reminder: There is always light at the end of the tunnel(s).
  • Possibilities.
  • "After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains." Happy 200th birthday, Walt Whitman
  • Spring is always the most alive after the darkest and rainiest of winters. #hyggehouse
  • "There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind." C. S. Lewis. Or, as the Secret Sisters sang, "Tomorrow will be kinder."
  • "It was here in Big Sur where I first learned to say amen." Henry Miller

Friday afternoon I decided to take a last-minute trip up the coast. Every time I've driven it, I've  always had some place to be and up against time.

But not this trip.

Friday I spent time in Santa Barbara and Paso Robles.

Saturday I spent time in Steinbeck country (of Mice and Men is one of my favourite books) and finally drove the G16 across to Carmel before heading up for a quick stop to see of my friends who I would literally drive 8hrs for only to spend 2 hours with.

Today I got up super early and got a super big coffee so I could drive down highway 1, through Big Sur and hopefully beat the crowds.

Henry Miller is the author of some of my other favourite books so as I drove though Big Sur I thought of him and Steinbeck and how they wrote about what they knew, what they loved, and what they questioned. I've had this idea in my head for a new project and community that I know will resonate and mean something but just unsure how to begin.

So I made sure today to stop when I wanted to. Linger when I needed. Drive wherever for however long.

And, after all the times driving through Big Sur, I finally stopped at a beach. I spent two hours here practically alone and just was.

People say it but there is something magic about Big Sur and today was the first time I felt it. I felt the shift, the inspiration, the hunger. And I felt wet sand between my toes. 
I'm ready.

Amen
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  • Last week I drove through the area of Malibu that was most hard hit from the fires. It was completely devastated only last December but now, life is blooming again in a way I've never seen it before. The scars are there and it will take 20yeara to get back to where it was but life is back. That's the amazing, heartbreaking and beautiful thing about life. #malibustrong #earthday

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Merry Everything

December 25, 2011
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I grew up adoring the month of December and have written here before about the cosy feeling, traditions and quiet moments it brought. But as I’ve grown older, I’ve often struggled with this month and really struggled with what Christmas is (or isn’t).

Perhaps it’s because I’ve been in a new house or new city each year, or maybe it’s because I don’t have family (related or not) near or maybe it’s because of something else I’m not even aware of. Whatever the reason, there’s a lot of moments in December where I’m not sure where I fit in or how to feel about it all.

This year, however, was different. Two major differences was that I began working with Direct Relief, a non-profit that provides urgent and ongoing medical aid both in the US and International. 1,100 clinics receive medical supplies and prescriptions for us (so if a poor or uninsured patient needs a $150 inhaler but can’t pay, they get it free because of Direct Relief). Internationally, we’ve been providing aid in Haiti (and helped rebuild a hospital), the Philippines and we’re doing incredible work in Africa for maternal and child health (like providing Midwife kits so women can have safe births).

The second difference was that because I hadn’t moved in the past year, I was able to connect with people locally more. I found family – family that invited me to spend the holidays, that I had to buy gifts for, that I could laugh and relax with. That I could wake up with and toast to the holiday over mimosas.

Those two things weren’t actually things. They were really what the holiday is about; giving, enjoying, thinking about others, connecting, joy. This is also really what hygge is about. And having (realising) that has been the best gift a girl could ask for – even better than a pony.

I realise and so completely understand if this holiday you find yourself alone, or without family, or in need of something and for that, all I can do is offer this: there will be a time when that will be different. Just keep a little hope, a little faith. For isn’t that also what the holiday is about, too?

 

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    one female canuckNo Gravatar
    December 25, 2011 at 8:01 PM

    A girlfriend directed me to your site after I wrote about this same topic. May your Christmas be merry, and may your 2012 be filled with dreams realized.

    Much warmth,
    M

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