Finally a morning at “home” — to catch up on things, do laundry, take photos of the lake view, and cook broccoli for lunch (I’ve been craving vegetables).
We did spend time with friends in the afternoon but the evening has once again been a blessedly quiet time at “home” — finishing laundry and having more broccoli for dinner.
Well, they actually start way back in the stress and busyness of the holiday season.
Here at Ananda, we catch our collective breath from Christmas only to immediately begin preparing to celebrate Yogananda’s birthday on January 5.
After which it’s time to pull together the music ministry’s report of what happened last year and plans for the new year for the annual Sangha Outreach Ministries presentations the third week of the month.
Come the end of January we’re shifting into high gear with rehearsals for our annual performance of Christ Lives: An Oratorio, plus Ramesha and I are booking tickets for our springtime trip to Switzerland to see his family.
I realize that by the time February arrives — with its full calendar of activities — I feel like I’ve been falling behind since October, with no hope of ever catching up.
And that’s why I’ve got those end-of-January blues… Oh yeah! 🎺🎶
This is my current inner mood, but I know it’s mostly the result of day after day of events, all following on the heels of an intense holiday season, with the complication of preparing for surgery added into the mix.
And, as usual, lack of sleep makes everything seem harder. Tonight’s my chance to do a little catching up.
I still haven’t gotten completely caught up with all the comments and reciprocal sharing from last week. And I haven’t yet figured out when to schedule the Zoom chat that I’ve promised some friends in order to follow-up on the ideas and feelings that surfaced for us all.
Basically, I continue to be blown away by the impact my sharing has had on people. It’s extremely humbling.