Ushering in Love and Light

I start my New Year here, with a mountain of pillows plumped behind me, dog Rufus snuggled against my thigh, sunlight pouring through the window and not a single commitment to the outside world. It’s rare that I catch the movement of light across my room in a day. I will make another cup of tea and return to read, write and dream as the sun shifts in glorious show through my different windows. I am in heaven. This is enough.


I prefer to usher out the old and welcome the New Year in quietly. As my like-minded friend Jennifer put it yesterday – there are the revelers and the reflectors. In the past, I would feel compelled to join my jolly and beloved reveler friends in the neighborhood. It seems expected, and especially now that I am single, these dear ones worry about me. No one likes to think of us single people by ourselves, alone at New Year. We should be celebrating! It can even be hard for me not to buy into that notion – so sometimes, I force myself to join in.

But honestly – I’d rather be reflecting.

Or at least quiet. I’m not a fan of the American way of celebrating the end of the year – being noisy and whooping it up in a frenzy towards midnight. I don’t judge anybody else for wanting to do that, but please don’t feel sorry for me either. Just beam me up to Kyoto every year at this time, and I’ll be happy.

New Year celebration in Japan is a saner business. It’s a time for ritual cleaning and getting rid of negativity. So I celebrated Japanese style here – cleaning my space – especially this space where I wake every morning and now revel in the light and quiet. I lit some sage and ‘smudged’ the house – briefly opening the window to fan smoking old energy out into the frigid air.

Although 2017 brought me profound sadness, there has also been incredible pleasure. This is the year my dear daughter graduated from college. We adopted Rufus – a pretty perfect dog. My daughter and I are healthy. And these last two weeks, the cloud of sadness blocking my joy, lifted. Somehow, I feel in my bones that in our vast universe – Rob is at peace. And his love – still with me.

Of course I’d rather be moving ahead in life with either one of the two beautiful  yet troubled men I committed to and once believed I’d grow old with. I miss them. But — I am not unhappy alone. I am grateful for the love and that I still sense – and them both, now at peace, freed from demons they tangled with in this life. I have that — and this beautiful girl and our pup delivering regular doses of love and light – even at night. I am lucky.

I wish love and light for you, dear readers, and a Happy New Year!

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11 Responses to Ushering in Love and Light

  1. Diane says:

    Happy New Year, dear friend. XO

  2. leasyl says:

    I am glad you feel some lifting of that “profound sorrow.” Oh, such a weight…..Your words and pictures convey a lovely sense of peace and reflection. And the final photo is so cozy and dear! Much love and Happy New Year to you, Molly, and Rufus. XXOO

  3. Hugh & Eileen McGrory says:

    Wishing you, Tricia and beautiful Molly, a Happy, Healthy 2018 full of peace and tranquility. These are the things we crave and make life a happy place. Loved this piece and wish you well!
    Fondly,
    Eileen

  4. Terry Hines says:

    Happy new year to you , molly and Rufus … wishing u only the best of this yr…

  5. Wishing you, Molly and Rufus warm snuggles in 2018!

  6. I feel a wafting of peace from your words – lovely post Tricia. I, too, am a reflector and its lovely to know we’re a tribe!

  7. Like you, I’m more a reflecter than reveller when it comes to celebrating the new year. Your quiet time with your dog watching the sun move across the room sounds lovely. I am deeply sorry for your losses. I’m glad that cloud of sorrow is lifting for you. Wishing you a truly light-filled 2018

  8. Nice piece Tricia. Oh to sit with you and reflect over a glass of wine.

  9. Tessa says:

    So happy to read this Tricia. Beautifully described. Xx

  10. Love and light to you, too, dear friend. Happy New Year.

  11. Beautifully said XXX

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