Anyone who knows me personally, knows that many years ago I stepped away from the church. Away from the Christian religion and from God altogether. In the years since, I’ve labeled myself “Pagan” which seems to make people uncomfortable. And that doesn’t really fit me completely, either. So, right now I’m searching. That’s what I am.
More than a year ago I stepped away from writing, specifically writing this blolg, in order to pursue my love of art. I opened a business, Eseret Art, and have been doing okay in that. I missed writing but couldn’t find the time to do it all. But I have to step back into writing today because what I need to express can’t be done with a painting. At least, not by me.
Hello? Christmas spirit? Oh, Christmas spirit? Where the hell are you??
I’m searching high and low trying to find the spirit of Christmas this year. It’s been very elusive and it’s already December 16. Whoa. Sixteen days into December, the month of Christmas and love and giving and I’m simply NOT feeling it. Like, not at all. Not a single damn bit.
And I think – think – I’m figuring out what’s missing. And it pains me to admit this because it was a choice I made several years ago.