a glimmer...blowing away the illusion. Parting the curtain as it were. There behind the curtain is the reality of who we are. Like that disembodied head of the Oz. Strip away the ego the largeness of who it is we think we are and there left just a man. Big talk of wondrous and frightening truths. Left with that which we can see and do and touch and taste and feel. Strip off the old.
Feeling just a little off. Sort of the holiday jitters. Something about the holiday season really gets me off kilter. There is the gathering of people. Expectations. Of course this year will be pie and brownies, and sweet stuff I am no longer partaking. Need to get some food to take on Thursday. Maybe some cheese. Mediteirian Deli tomorrow and some of that good ham. I think the expectations. I just have a difficult time trying to figure out what to say to people. It is not horrible. I enjoy seeing folks and eating and hanging out, but there is just some thing off. This is also the first year I am going alone in many years. This adds to the stress somehow.
It is all going to be alright. This I know.