I didn’t sleep at all last night. I have had breakfast and now the day stretches ahead of me. I am heartened to know that for many of you, the old ways of celebrating Christmas have been packed away. There used to be a nativity scene, a glorious Frazier Fir hung with ornaments and lots of packages on the tree. After I had put away all of it, I would go to bed with a bad back.

Now Rob and I open our few gifts to each other on Christmas afternoon. He will cook and I will do nothing but rest.

Today he will find out how the urologist wants to treat his kidney stones. We watched the Elvis show coming from Graceland and then watched that wonderful tribute to Dick Van Dyke.

For me, rest is job one. In other words, keep it simple, stupid!

The maids made their monthly visit and I love how clean the house feels. Gratitude.

Most of you have finally given up on the idea of enlightenment. Oh, I know that there are lots of groups discussing this and that about it. Let me say this once again; keep it simple, stupid.

Silence is where wisdom resides.

The storm clouds are growing all over the earth and our part is to see clearly that nothing happens by chance. Our lives are planned by higher forces than our egos.

As we make small surrenders, we see small changes. But they never come without the price of surrender. And that is how it should be. Being rational cannot take you through the eye of the needle. And if you eat too much chocolate, you can’t fit!

You will hear more epistles from me if I manage to stay calm and poised on the edge of letting go. Who knows? One day I may fall to my ego’s death, but there will be no one left to write about it.

Paradox can be paradise, you know.

Merry Love to all of you,
Vicki Woodyard