Searching for familiarity…

You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.             (Jan Glidewell-Times North Suncoast Columnist)

When I experience the sights and sounds of my “perfect moment,” there is no gap of time. Smelling the sweet delights baking in our kitchen and hearing the familiar wintry sounds and bars of theme music at the beginning of the Christmas special, “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer,” still tickles my nose and ears today as it did yesterday. For me, this magic that officially heralds in Christmas Eve, will always stir my heart.

As a kid, just hearing the opening credits of Rudolph sprang me into action. Running into our kitchen-running into my mom- I yell at the top of my voice, “Rudolph is on!” as the smell of Christmas hits me. The heavenly aroma of warm chocolate with its sweet, velvet warmth fills my nostrils and every inch of my being. Grinning, ear-to-ear, I peek into the little oven window at the dollops of colorful sprinkles and melting dough tasting the soon-to-be cookies. Suddenly distracted by the memorable snowman with the voice of Burl Ives, I run down the hall full blast bouncing into an overstuffed chair in our den. There outside the window, I catch glimpses of the colorful little Christmas bulbs blinking in the muted frost. Warm and safe, exhilarated and excited, I zoom into the TV; my mom behind me with a plate of warm cookies. As I settle into the comforting music and lyrics of the legendary sounds of Rudolph, all is right in the universe.

It amazes me how memories can inspire such vivid sights and sounds of yesterday arousing universal feelings of “home.” These are the memories that gain entry into the soul flirting with what lies deeply within.

On my own journey, searching for the familiarity of that one moment, the unconditional love, and the freedom and safety, I have periodically sacrificed reality-all for one momentary high. I hear other people share their own stories or battles about excessive drinking, eating, spending, drugs, unhealthy behavior and relationships; all quick fixes to fill the void. Before we know it, there are shadows living in our heart verses the truth of what or who was once there.

I am surrounded by beauty and prompted daily by a patient grace to experience all that is real. The connection is there. Am I listening? Do I hear the call?

“How does one become a butterfly?” she asked pensively. “You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”          (Trina Paulus, author of Hope for the Flowers) 

I ask myself, am I reaching for the best that I can be?

THIS WEEK UNDER BRIDGES:

To be or not to be…

“The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you somebody else.”  (E.E. Cummings- American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright)

We come into this world with billions of neurons, little neuronal circuits in the brain that have paths connecting to other little circuits. These circuits lead to great heights, connecting us to all kinds of wondrous possibilities giving room for incredible…read more:  https://chasingtheperfectmoment.com/bridges/

THIS WEEK UNDER THE ESSAY CLOSET:

Kathryn, Katy, Clarke shares her story:

Appreciate the Present Moment, by Kathryn Clarke 

Yesterday, I heard an interview on NPR with Joan Didion. She read an excerpt of her recent book, Blue Nights,which chronicles her grief following the death of her only daughter.  In this excerpt she discussed, read more: https://chasingtheperfectmoment.com/the-essay-closet/

More Writing Resources: The Creative Penn

Joanna Penn, created her blog as a resource. Now, as one of the top 10 blogs for writers, Joanna’s site is an oasis in the world of “wanting to be published.” Read more at: https://chasingtheperfectmoment.com/the-essay-closet/

 See you next week…

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