Posts Tagged ‘Holidays’
Everyday we have the opportunity to celebrate the true gifts of family and friends. This holiday season, while expressing our heartfelt gratitude to our loved ones seated around our table, let’s remember to extend our genuine gratitude and love to the family of all living beings who occupy our planet, and to nature herself to whom we are inextricably connected. → Read more
written by Raulla S. Mitchell
You’ve had a wonderful busy week, and now it’s time for YOU.
Halloween costumes for my daughter, myself and our dog (what can I say, HomeGoods had an irresistible canine cow costume, which I promise wasn’t the reason I went there – it was a tablecloth which I couldn’t find, but the costume had our dog Sugar’s name all over it, in my vision, if not in Sugar’s), bags of Hershey’s, Nestle Crunch, Snickers, Red Licorice and Starbursts (that should be anywhere but on our dining room table within my reach – I’m chewing a lemon Starbust as I write this – yumm…),Frankenstein’s illuminated head and hands rise from his grave of leaves along our walkway…
Squirrels know it’s over. Our large oak tree sends acorns spilling everywhere, bounty for a bevy of bushy-tailed hearty squirrels who quickly discover our outdoor pumpkins every year. They’ve make considerable progress taking apart my daughters ornately carved, painted and decorated pumpkins, pull off the wooden witch head inserted at top to make room for mucho nibbling. They’ll eventually make a total mushy mess of no longer recognizable Jack O’Lanterns, and only then will I remove them from the stoop. Right now, I let the viewing and feast planning to gain momentum.
I adore the only holiday that encourages you to transform yourself into someone else for a night. It’s primal. It’s creative. It’s dreamy. It’s freaky. It’s whoever you are or want to be, just for a night. Like fragrance, they’re memories that I want to linger.
Sometimes, my m.o. is why not flow from one holiday to the next? Abrupt transitions imply that one can’t wait to be rid of something that brought joy just a short time ago. I leave old Frankenstein’s head and hands crawling out of the ground out there, long after Halloween is over. He makes me smile. Why not make more days feel like holidays? The calendar may say one thing, but allow your heart to feel whatever it desires. How about you?
Okay, back to YOU TIME and fragrance chat. We promised. We’ll deliver.