Friday, December 24, 2004

Christmas Eve ........


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.... been a busy ..... and you?
Well - I guess that you are so busy that you are not even reading this!

Thursday - yesterday was a miss in blog terms. It was my last working day and now - CHRISTMAS EVE already, is a free day - ha!

Tonight we go to the home of Gill and Steve for some 'Eve' drinks - not much more than water when you drive! It is an annual buzz and chat with some hand made treats to eat ............. and after the Midnight Mass at out home Church in town centre Romford.

Before that - It is getting ready for going away for two days to the Sheilas.
It will be great being with these special humans;
Joan
Joy
Ann
Zig (not beautiful human - but as near as a cat can get!)
................ and we will bump into a few more beautifuls as well.
Boxing Day we go with Willie and David to Saddlers Wells to see the performance of Swan Lake - performed only by men. NO women! It has gained a stream of good publicity and I am expecting some high kicks!
It is a Matthew Bourne production. We saw his version of Nutcracker two years ago and that, with women, was fab in terms of colour and drama. We were on the front row and I loved peering over the edge and watching the orchestra.

New Year we will be in Brugge - we went last year and it is electric.
Fab Chocolate City. Small Town City. Full of character. Cigar shops to die for. Friends to live for. Seven course meal leading to the midnight hour and then .......... dancing on the town square ice rink until 3 am - if we make it that far hey hey.

You may be working today and have feelings - you will have feelings but different than mine. I know many who are working face to face with homeless humans this Christmas. Many who don't want to be in a hostel. Many who would prefer to be in some other place but the invitation never came. I feel for the workers and the residents. I am stretching my feelings to touch. To feel.

Feelings of ........
"The Reality of Christmas
Christ wasn't born in the beauty of a cathedral! He was born amid the dung of an animal's stall. And he was not crucified among candlesticks, but between two thieves. I'm afraid most churches have completely forgotten this reality."
Maureen Burn

The reality of that time is hard to wrap our heads around.
But we must.
Try.

Otherwise we are reactive and get caught up in the tinsel.
Being proactive is to go beyond the 'in ya face'.
And Christmas, in our western culture, is in ya face.

I am always trying to tell you who I am - a try -
It helps me to try to understand my yearning - developing self - fumbling as it may be.
I feel ok today but the morning is young and I have not really began to think of the day - the season the depth ............. I intend to love it - but not ice skate over it!

I will blog tomorrow if the technology allows.
I want to leave you with the words of a song which feature strong in my 'Selection Box' - favourite music tracks of this year. Called
TRY
......... by Bugge Wesseltoft and Sidsel the songstress;

"Keep on looking
you keep on searching
you keep on moving
and you get a little further
you keep on trusting
you keep on hoping
you keep on facing your faith just to keep on growing

just try...try..you just try

keep on wondering
you keep on asking
keep on reaching
keep on taking chances
keep on longing
you keep on dreaming
keep on doing what you do never give up believing

just try...try..you just try
you just try....try...just try

maybe your world shakes
you try to hold on
maybe your heart breaks
just keep on loving
maybe you'll find out
it's meant to be this way
maybe you'll learn this
or maybe we'll learn this

keep embracing each day keep on yearning
keep on making mistakes just to keep on learning
keep on giving, you keep on wanting
keep on fighting, just get up every morning
and try...try....just try
you just try...try....just try
you just try...you just try...just try"






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