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Beginning: Anticipating the End and Then a Beginning

“Your someday is now.” ~ @bodyheart

This time of year brings a lot of anticipation. We’ve been buying gifts, making travel arrangements, setting holiday dinner menus, planning time to see dear friends and family, reflecting on the year that’s almost over, and pondering the landscape of the year to come with resolutions and changes. The long wait is over and the holidays are now in full swing.

We wait in wonder for this time of universal change when the clock strikes midnight on the very first day of our new year and we all get a clean slate. We are giddy with excitement, and maybe just a touch of anxiety. Change of any kind can be simultaneously inspiring and scary for all of us.

This next week is a magical time and one of my favorites. Its days are dreamy, filled with hope and promise. 2011 was a rough year the world over. And now that I think about it, these past several years have been a rough go. There’s something special about 2012. I can’t recall the last time I was this excited about a new year. A firm believer in the idea that we can make a fresh start at any time in any place, I’m surprised by how much I’m looking forward to toasting with a little bubbly and joining in on a verse of Auld Lang Syne.

But there will be time for that. The new year will be here soon enough and our plans will begin to take shape. For now, I’m deeply breathing in every ounce of holiday I can find, knowing that everything on the other side of 2011 is going to be just fine. I’m taking in this moment, right now, and tossing up a healthy dose of gratitude for my existence in it.

Happy holidays to all!

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Beginning: Easter for All of Us

When I was a child, Easter was my favorite holiday. I would get more excited for Easter than I would for Christmas. I got wear a pretty dress and pretty shoes. We’d pack into the car and be to my grandmother’s house in Connecticut by noon. Some of my relatives would meet us there. We’d have a meal and then could dive into our over-sized Easter baskets made up for each of us by my Grammy.

I remember Easter as a time when the flowers were out, the grass was green, and the promise of summer was nearby. Though at the time I didn’t truly understand the religious significance of Easter, I certainly understood the energetic significance. For me, as for so many, it was a time of healing. A time when we could equally hold great sorrow and much rejoicing. We could look disappointment in the eye knowing that there was a promise of redemption and rebirth not too far behind. Easter taught me that for everything there is a season.

Though I no longer formally celebrate Easter, I always keep its lessons close to my heart. No matter where we are, no matter what’s happening to us, there is always a hope that tomorrow will shine brighter than today. That’s the promise of Easter, no matter what religion we place our faith in. Happy Easter to all!

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Beginning: My Favorite Description of the Year of the Rabbit

I’m on an e-newsletter mailing list for the Traditional Chinese Medicine World Foundation. Last week they sent out an email that gave a beautiful and inspiring description on the year of the Golden Rabbit, which we entered on February 3rd. While I grew a lot last year, the year of the Tiger, I am more than happy to usher in a new year that promises more peace, tranquility, and reflection. And according to TCM, that’s what we’re in for in the year of the Golden Rabbit. Read on for the description and some specific instructions on how to make this a glorious year.

What the year of the Golden Rabbit signifies:
February 3rd is the beginning of the New Year according to the Lunar calendar. This year, the year of the Golden Rabbit, is considered to be a lucky year for all. It offers a time of reflection and renewal. It’s a good opportunity to examine beliefs and their effects in our lives. It’s a special time to sweep out those old patterns and plant new healing thoughts in our minds, take better care of our body, and nurture our spirit. Above all, it’s an ideal beginning for making a commitment to retrain your mind to associate yourself with good and recognize that everything that happens, happens for good. So set your intentions, believe in yourself and let the energy of this year support you in your personal journey. Welcome to the year of the Golden Rabbit!

The Rabbit, the myth, the legend:
According to the Chinese Lunar Calendar based on the cycles of the moon, this New Year falls on February 3. A complete cycle of the Lunar Calendar takes 60 years to complete and consists of five cycles of 12 years each. Each of the 12 years is named after an animal. Legend says Lord Buddha summoned all the animals to him before he departed from Earth. Only 12 came to say farewell and as a reward he named a year after each one in the order they arrived. (How cool is that?!) The Chinese Zodiac consists of the Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Sheep, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, and Pig or Boar. The Chinese believe the animal who rules the year in which a person was born has a profound influence on his or her personality. (For the record, I’m a Dragon – surprise, surprise!)

The Rabbit is the symbol of the Moon, while the Peacock is the symbol of the Sun. Together, these two animal signs signify the start of day and night, and represent the Yin and Yang of life. It is said that anyone making supplications for wishes to be fulfilled are certain to get what they want … and in the Year of the Rabbit, the wish-granting aspect of the Sun and the Moon combined is multiplied. The Moon is YIN and this is the Yin of Heaven, signifying magic.

A monthly ritual to make sure you get your fair share of Golden Rabbit magic:
So, on each of the Full Moon nights in the Year of the Golden Rabbit, go out into your garden to gaze up at the Full Moon and visualize plenty of Moon dust and Moon glow flowing into you, filling your whole body with bright white light and granting you fearlessness, love and courage. This will not only strengthen your inner “Qi” energy, but will also bring wisdom into your life.

What all Rabbits have in common:
People born in the Year of the Rabbit share certain characteristics; they are: Keen, wise, fragile, tranquil, serene, considerate, fashionable, and kind. Generally, they are quite calm, do not exhibit aggressive behavior, and will avoid confrontation at all costs. When angry about something, they will approach it calmly and considerately, hardly ever raising their voice. They are quite keen and pay close attention to the situations developing around them. They are intelligent and quick, and can talk themselves in or out of most situations with no problem. Rabbits are private individuals and a bit introverted. They are friendly individuals who enjoy the company of a group of good friends, are good communicators, counselors and teachers, but also need their own space.

The Rabbit is a symbol of mercy, elegance, and worship of beauty. People born in the Year of the Rabbit are kind, loving persons, and dislike any hostile act. They give others an impression of being frail-looking because of their gentle appearance. But, in fact they are strong-minded and have strong wills. They pursue their ideals all their lives in a precise and orderly way. They do things slowly and deliberately because of their cautious characters. They make great teachers and counselors because they are so diplomatic and well-organized.

May this year bring you untold opportunity and untold possibility.

The image above is my latest doodle on my Wacom. It’s how I feel when I’m writing late into the night.

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Step 356: Fun With Popular Christmas Folklore – Figgy Pudding, Yuletide, and More

I was in church with my family on Sunday morning and the Minister told us the story of the candy cane, how it was shaped like the staff of a shepherd to symbolize the important role of the then-lowly shepherds in announcing Jesus’s birth to the world. At the time shepherds were considered unclean and unfit for enlightened life. The fact that they were chosen as the first people to greet the new-born king is no coincidence, and the idea of fairness and equality are themes echoed through out Christmas teachings. I’ve enjoyed numerous candy canes over the years and never thought twice about why they had that specific shape or how they came to be. That got me thinking about folklore and how many ideas and concepts have roots very different from our current understanding of their meaning.

I took the liberty of doing some holiday research to uncover the origins of several popular Christmas terms that have cool stories on par with the candy cane story I heard in church. Many thanks to Wikipedia for its endless collection of little known tidbits. Enjoy!

Sugar plum: what makes them so tantalizing that they’d be dancing in children’s heads? “Plum” in the name of this confection does not mean plum in the sense of the fruit of the same name. At one time, “plum” was used to denote any dried fruit. Sugar plums can be made from any combination of dried plums (aka prunes), dried figs, dried apricots, dried dates, and dried cherries. The dried fruit is chopped fine and combined with chopped almonds, honey, and aromatic spices, such as anise seed, fennel seed, caraway seeds, and cardamom. This mixture would then be rolled into balls, often then coated in sugar or shredded coconut. Okay, I get it. Sounds delicious!

Yuletide: turns out that Christians know a good party when they see it! Yule or Yule-tide (“Yule-time”) is a winter festival that was initially celebrated by the historical Germanic people as a pagan religious festival, though it was later absorbed into, and equated with, the Christian festival of Christmas.

Figgy pudding: with or without bacon (thank you John Denver and The Muppets), is this dish really as simple as it sounds? Figgy pudding is a pudding resembling something like a white Christmas pudding containing figs. The pudding may be baked, steamed in the oven, boiled or fried.

The history of figgy pudding dates back to 16th century England. Its possible ancestors include savory puddings such as crustades, fygeye or figge (a potage of mashed figs thickened with bread), creme boiled (a kind of stirred custard), and sippets. In any case, its methods and ingredients appear in diverse older recipes. Today, the term figgy pudding is known mainly because of the Christmas carol “We Wish You A Merry Christmas,” which repeats, “Now bring us some figgy pudding” in the chorus, indicating that it was a Christmas traditional dish served during the season and thus might potentially be given to Christmas carolers.

Tempted to make your own figgy pudding for your holiday table? Try this recipe.

Christmas stockings: why did Santa decide to tuck presents into wet socks? While there are no written records of the origin of the Christmas Stocking, there are popular legends that attempt to tell the history of this Christmas tradition. One such legend has several variations, but the following is a good example: Very long ago, there lived a poor man and his three very beautiful daughters. He had no money to get his daughters married, and he was worried what would happen to them after his death.

Saint Nicholas was passing through when he heard the villagers talking about the girls. St. Nicholas wanted to help, but knew that the old man wouldn`t accept charity. He decided to help in secret. He waited until it was night and crept through the chimney.

He had three bags of gold coins with him, one for each girl. As he was looking for a place to keep those three bags, he noticed stockings of the three girls that were hung over the mantelpiece for drying. He put one bag in each stocking and off he went. When the girls and their father woke up the next morning, they found the bags of gold coins and were of course, overjoyed. The girls were able to get married and live happily ever after.

This led to the custom of children hanging stockings or putting out shoes, eagerly awaiting gifts from Saint Nicholas.

Silent Night: I love this story behind one of the most loved Christmas songs of all time. The carol was first performed in the Nikolaus-Kirche (Church of St. Nicholas) in Oberndorf, Austria on December 24, 1818. Mohr had composed the words two years earlier, in 1816, but on Christmas Eve brought them to Gruber and asked him to compose a melody and guitar accompaniment for the church service.

In his written account regarding the composition of the carol, Gruber gives no mention of the specific inspiration for creating the song. According to the song’s history provided by Austria’s Silent Night Society, one supposition is that the church organ was no longer working so that Mohr and Gruber therefore created a song for accompaniment by guitar. Silent Night historian, Renate Ebeling-Winkler Berenguer says that the first mention of a broken organ was in a book published in the U.S.

Some believe that Mohr simply wanted a new Christmas carol that he could play on his guitar. The Silent Night Society says that there are “many romantic stories and legends” that add their own anecdotal details to the known facts. You can still visit the chapel today, and its is known popularly as The Silent Night Chapel.

I’d love to hear any other Christmas time legends and stories you may uncover this holiday season!

The photo above depicts traditional figgy pudding.

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Step 339: Take the Stress Out of Togetherness

“Coming together is a beginning. Keeping together is progress. Working together is success.” ~ Henry Ford

The holiday season brings about a lot of thinking around the importance of togetherness. Why we come together and how much happiness we gain from being part of a community, particularly a community of our own design. Togetherness can bring stress as well especially around the holidays. There’s an old age that goes something like “If you want to test your level of enlightenment, go spend a week with your family.” As much as we like to think that the holidays are nothing but love and light, they can bring tensions, old and new. And then to top it off, we feel guilty about those tensions because we think every family in the world is perfect and content while ours is the one that isn’t.

Over the years, I’ve found that there could be nothing further from the truth. Every family has its own secrets and myths, its rivalries and competitions. No family is perfect. Every family has its complexities and idiosyncracies. If you feel tensions creeping in at all during family or friend gatherings over the next few weeks, here are 3 ways to keep it from getting the best of you and those around you:

1.) Make meals easy. If togetherness is really the important thing to you, forget about all of the fuss. The table and food don’t need to be perfect and special – it just needs to be heartfelt. You don’t need to become an overnight gourmet, or even a cook at all. Focus on being together, not on the table settings. Martha Stewart’s way isn’t the only way to a happy holiday meal.

2.) Ease up on the gifts. The economy is still in very tough shape. Every day there are conflicting job reports, and with every ounce of good economic news, there’s a hefty dose of reality, too. Maybe this is a year to ease up on all of the shopping craziness. I’d be much happier knowing that a donation was made in my name to people who really need help this holiday season. I really don’t need anything – I’m more than fine. I’m much happier with a fun experience than a wrapped box under the tree.

3.) No one ever said the holidays are only about togetherness. Take some time out for you. Make it your gift to yourself to relax and unwind. Take a yoga class, go get a massage, or take a long walk. Enjoy an afternoon at home with a good book and a yummy beverage. A little down time will help you relax into the time you have with others and appreciate that togetherness even more.

What tips have helped you calm holiday stress?

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Step 332: Magic In Believing

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” ~ Roald Dahl via the very cool art blog http://prettygoodforagirl.blogspot.com/

This always feels like a magical time of year, when anything and everything is possible. The snow sparkles and the music, food, and decorations bring us back to simpler times. Smiles come easy and people give the best of themselves, to those they love and to those they will never meet. We give our best during this time of year, whether or not Christmas is a part of our faith.

As much as I wish this special feeling would last all year, it never does. Maybe this kind of merriment just isn’t sustainable. Maybe it needs to ebb and flow to keep itself fresh and new. Every year just before Thanksgiving, I run out of steam a bit. I feel a little heavy in the heart. In some small way I always lament the passing of another year. Maybe because I see the time ticking by too clearly. Time passing assures that change is coming, too. I get a little quiet during this time. I listen and watch.

As my thoughts turn to all things Christmas, my spirit feels renewed. My energy picks back up. Somehow Christmas makes even the most ordinary things special. A party has a little more cheer. A shared holiday meal has more significance. We remind ourselves how grateful and lucky we are to have people we love in our lives. As practical as I am, I really do think that there’s always magic working in the background of our days, pointing the way, nudging us in the direction we’re meant to take. I just feel the magic a bit more in December than I do at any other time of year. I’m not really sure if the world itself actually changes in December, but I know my heart does, just when I need it most.

The image above can be found here.

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Step 329: Thankful for Less

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. Good food and lots of downtime with no pressure of gifts or any schedule. There’s a parade with colorful floats, followed by hours of sporting events and a nap or two, and the knowledge that the next month is about having as much fun as possible.

This morning I was lying in bed and counting my blessings, which I am so lucky to have in abundance. I like this exercise because it helps me realize all that I do have, but I like it best for an even more important reason – it makes me realize how much I don’t need. Right before that horrendous day known as Black Friday, this is a good thing to remember. When Phin and I went out for our walk this morning, we picked up the morning paper to find it bursting with retail fliers, some touting that their doors open at 3:00am. That is one thing I certainly don’t need.

In so many ways we’ve been conned (mostly by ourselves) into thinking we just don’t have enough, that we must hang on to everything in sight because it’s about to slip right through our fingers in the blink of an eye. So we stuff our lives and homes with material possessions, pack our schedules to the brim, and still long for more.

This Thanksgiving, I’m grateful for less. A schedule that’s not hectic, a home that has little more than the bare essentials, a good meal that fills me to just the right level, some sunshine, and simple times with my family. These days I’m living with less, and grateful for it because it means I have so much more to give.

Happy Thanksgiving!

The image above can be found here.

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Step 314: The Holiday Season

Around this time of year, a lot of people complain about retailers pushing along the holiday season. “Christmas candy is already out and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet!” they say. I’m okay with that – retailers, put the idea of Christmas in our heads for as long as possible. I’d do just about anything to lengthen the holiday season – the joy, the decorations, the music, the cookies. New York City becomes a truly magical place during the holidays. I’ll take as much of it as I can get.

This past weekend I walked by Bryant Park and saw that the ice rink and holiday market was already busy. And you haven’t even packed away your Halloween costume, you say? Who cares?! It’s the holidays. Bring it on! Get the most out of this holiday season in New York City – see the Nutcracker, check out the holiday windows at Bergdorf’s, listen to some carols, pay a visit to Santa, and go see one of the great big beautiful trees decked out in more lights that you can count. Here’s a comprehensive guide to all of the festivities in NYC – http://www.nycgo.com/?event=view.article&id=245898. Make the most of it and happy holidays!

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Step 303: Our Chance to Be Someone Else

I love Halloween, mostly for the candy but also for the chance to take on another persona. For one night it’s perfectly acceptable, and expected, that we take a giant leap outside of the ordinary. So maybe it’s not the dream of your life to be Lady Gaga, but for one night at a party it’s fun to think about.

Halloween asks us to stoke the fires of imagination and humor, to get creative and bust out of our day-to-day routine. We’re willing to see and enjoy the ridiculous, the clever, and the well put-together, and encouraging of others to do the same. The fun is allowed to grow and multiply with every new costume we see, whether we know the person wearing it or not. I always find that Halloween makes us friendlier. Somehow those costumes give us permission to laugh at ourselves and with others.

We all need a break from ourselves from time to time. Let the trick-or-treating commence and enjoy the holiday that lets us literally walk in the shoes of someone else. Happy Halloween!

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Step 171: A Father’s Day Tribute to All My Dads

I’ve had the great good fortune to have a lot of dads in my life in the truest sense of the world. Men who showed up in my life who loved me, took care of me, and have always been supportive of me and my decisions. On this Father’s Day, a little tribute to each of them:

Joe – my mom’s long-time boyfriend whom we call my step-father because he’s a much more central figure in our lives than just being termed my mom’s boyfriend. We never asked if we could call him our step-father, and he’s never objected to it. We have a good understanding that way. He helped move me in and out of college dorms, then in and out of countless apartments and storage units after college. He danced the Father’s dance with my sister at her wedding. He’s been a big part of all of our holidays, birthdays, and special occasions for 17 years and this summer he and my mom are moving down to Florida to be in the warm weather and be closer to my sister and her family. Without him, I’m not sure my mom would have made this move and I know it’s the best thing for her health. I’m certain that they’re adding years to their lives with this move and for his leadership is moving this idea forward, I’m forever grateful.

Joey – my older brother always felt responsible for my sister and I as kids, though I have to say that sometimes I think we tried to take even better care of him. He bore a large burden growing up as the only son and eldest child. He’s 6 years older than me and almost 8 years older than my sister. When we were little he never shooed us away when he was with his friends. He took us along, taught us to swing a baseball bat, play kickball and tackle football by the rules, catch tadpoles, and climb trees. All those good tom boy traits we always wanted.

Uncle Tom – my mom’s younger brother. I think in some ways he kind of adopted us as his own. He paid for my braces (which were sorely needed!), always encouraged my studies, came to my college graduation, and now is someone I exchange business philosophy with. I looked up to him for his career and independence. He inspired my first interests in business and management, and now inspires me as an entrepreneur.

Great Uncles Joe and John –
we always saw them for a bit during every holiday at my grandmother’s house. Joe is my grandmother’s younger brother and John is married to my Aunt Rosie, who is my grandmother’s younger sister. They came to my high school graduation, were always proud of the school work I did, and are always interested in my various travels and careers, of which there have been many. They’re in all of our holiday photos from when we were kids, and they never forget a birthday. I always love hearing their stories about their lives when they were younger, about my family members who I never got to meet, and their lives in the early part of the century. The amount of change they’ve witnessed in one lifetime is staggering.

For all these men who stepped up to raise me in some way, there is never away for me to say thank you enough. Every one should be so lucky to have the dads I’ve had. My Uncle Joe is in the hospital this Father’s Day so I’m especially sending out a little prayer for him, hoping for a speedy recovery. If you could say one for him, too, I’d very much appreciate it.

Happy Father’s Day!