Okay, it's Thanksgiving week which means I need to just set aside my "Oh my gawd! There is already a big Christmas tree in Union Square," and "Seriously? the ice skating rink has already opened?!?" and "Are you kidding me that the giant snowflakes are already lit up along Market street?!?!?!" The holiday season is here. I'm not sure it ever left, and I swear I saw people's dead Christmas trees in gutters until May this year, but there's no more denying it. Whether we're ready or not, here they come. Don't get me wrong, I really do like the holidays. I took several years off from liking them a while ago, but having gotten away with spending them in a just-as-I-please fashion for several years, I feel a bit more ready to participate in a more traditional manner (i.e. with family and too much to eat). But there's still a certain amount of emotional prep needed. I think what I've learned from life in how to best enjoy
"In the midst of winter I found in me an Invincible Summer." - Camus ...On exploring strength in its many forms: strong people, strong writing, strong curiosity, obsessions, stances, and loves. Strength as a concept wide enough to encompass fear, truth, vulnerability, and joy.