This song has always made me feel better about things.  Sometimes you just need to know that eventually it will all get better, and there will always be moments when you need to be reminded of that reality.  
  It can be hard to see the forest for all the trees.
I was given some material to read and listen to about meditation.  I find that with life gearing up and a stressful, challenging, and generally tough job, Its hard to loosen up and relax.  It really is good to remember to breathe....and how to do that very easy/hard task at times.

 I take joy in taking a deep breath and feeling the cold air enter, and just allowing my body to let go, relax a bit, and bleed some of the stress that inevitably builds up.  It's nice to remember the little things like how delicious my Earl Grey tea is, or how pretty my Charlie Brown Christmas tree looks, or even to relish in the snow under my feet as I walk along. The Sunsets from my office window are very pretty, if I can sneak a moment to watch them.

  I know it could always be worse.   I also take strength from people with much heavier burdens to bear.  I am proud that my friends who work at 103 will be hosting the concert for the Dubois family in March, and that Scotia bank has offered to take donations across the country, as well that so  many people have rallied to this family to help.... it is awe inspiring.  Truly what Christmas is and should be all about.
   Here is an update on the boys if you haven't seen it yet...


http://www.cbc.ca/canada/saskatchewan/story/2010/12/01/man-crash-teen-dubois-speaks.html

Tis the season to be thankful.  Give your loved ones a hug and kiss, hold a hand, share a laugh, tell your friends what they mean to you... You just never know what tomorrow will bring, so stop and look around today. Really look at whats around you, and thank God or whoever you worship, that you are alive, well, and in a country so blessed. 
  Even if you think you are not well...if you are reading this, then you are alright. Alive is a good start.  

  From my home to yours...
   Cheers and best regards. 

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