On this, Christmas Eve 2011, close to midnight, I sit here surrounded by care, snuggled up in pj's awaiting 'you know who' and that special time when exhausted mummys can finally go to bed. Here about me there is a full circle of life all scratching to be let in or out, possums frogs, dogs, cats, mozzies and bugs and all the moths. Its all so, well...ecological! 

Its epic. I am blessed.

Tonight, we took the beagles and willow off to the dog beach for a fly ball and swim..a brilliant sunset hit the clouds and bathed everything in a soft pink glow. As we stood on the beach front, mists began rolling in from the bay that covered the far off landscape drowning out the glare of the city and leaving me feeling as if I had stepped into my very own secret garden.

The beach empty when we arrived, was wide with sand in the low tide and I enjyoyed very much simply strolling..breathing..being alive and present in this moment.

Walking along, alternatively treating and throwing balls as far as we could, we explored the small wreck and stopped for pictures, returning to the car only because we couldnt see any longer where the balls were actualy going.

Pulling up at Macca's it was icecream cones chips and drinks all round..and off we went for a tour of the local lights and houses. Listening to Loreena McKennit, humming and quietly people and house watching..it was a nicely sureal and intimate experience.

There were fewer lighted homes about it seemed than last year. Myabe children have grown, maybe people have grown old, too broke or over tired, or simply, they've moved on. We werent disapointed however, for as we drove, we were surprised when the light show moved skyward and brilliant sheets and forks of orange and white and yellow lightening started appearing in the distance.

What else could we do..we started driving to greet them a found ourselves in Werribee South, overlooking the beachhead and bay..watching the greatest light show on earth.

Sitting there, at peace, I messaged everyone, letting them know they were in my heart and mind, that I wished them as I do you, a very merry christmas.

Returning home tired but happy, and after feeds and cuddles and settling everything and one down for the night, I went outside and lit my candles...7 candles across my driveway..'santas runway'..but also..symbols of my private thoughts, my prayers and hopes to all peoples in conflict or pain, for a peaceful night, and gentle day.

It has been a brilliant night....thank you for sharing it with me.

Merry christmas, Goodwill to All.


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