Holidays “wrapped” with old usual,
Can make me feel quite confusional.
Made quiet and spare,
With things that show care;
Holidays can be quite beautiful!
Accepting an offer, a Help-Gift,
Can open the way for a big shift.
A task that gets done,
Or something that’s fun.
Surefire route to a mental lift.
When not knowing how is impeding,
And gets in the way of proceeding,
The best thing to do,
To get your new view …
Get Help for your road to succeeding!
As Winter lands on my location,
And I view the scene with vexation,
I keep it in mind,
Each year I will find,
It happens as part of rotation.
The holidays that I’m expecting
Have portions that I am rejecting.
Sidestep the flurry.
Discard the worry.
What I want from this is connecting.
A phrase that’s said often half-hearted,
Can fall on deaf ears; message thwarted.
What IF we can hear
Intended good cheer?
It can be connection “jump-started”.
“Great-Grans,” are steeped in mythology,
Really, it is just chronology.
Here’s what may be true:
The one thing to do …
LOVE! and ignore the morphology.
When riding has made me so happy,
When leaves are so dry, they are snappy,
I listen and hear
Music to my ear.
That’s sung by the happy Grandpappy!
When something you’ve worked for has happened,
Announce it as upbeat, not flattened.
No di-min-ish-ment.
Try sig-ni-fi-cant
Cheers to keep happy, never saddened.
Whenever I am speaking and voice
Some adventure that ends with rejoice,
I hope that the tale
With strength will prevail,
Bringing action and joy to your choice.
My efforts seem sometimes “unmoving.”
And sometimes I feel like I’m “grooving.”
Each small thing I do,
Will help me get through
The inching-forth task of “improving.”
My outing to view Fermentation,
Required my mind’s adaptation.
New thinking through Art,
With messages smart.
I learned from each field observation.