Bright Star

 

This is a holiday card from 2018--that's mainly because Farmer Bill and I just haven't been able to muster the jolly-jolly-deck the halls with holly feeling you need to frolick in the snow, grinning wildly while someone takes your picture.

That said, we are doing our best to make merry here on La Belle Farm. I’ve put out my mother's little Christmas tree. It's fake, but it's also sweet and easy to clean up. We've strung some twinkle lights around our fireplaces and arranged all the holiday cards on the mantels. (Thank you to everyone who sent old-fashioned snail-mail cards--I'm late, but I promise to write back--as soon as I muster a tad more jolly.)

So yes, this year, things are low key. And, that’s fine.

Actually, I hear, I'm not the only one feeling this way.

It’s true--there's the news from the world that's truly worrisome. But there's also personal news and things I cannot share here in my Saturday creativity newsletter. Perhaps one day, I will. But for now, I keep writing. I stay creative. I sit by the fireplace every evening with Farmer Bill and I do my best to remain calm and enjoy the simple gift of this small light illuminating the darkness.

Creative Friends--we are all going through things. Close your eyes. Go ahead and take a moment to let yourself sink into the darkness. Dream. There are messages for you in the dark. Accept those messages with an open and grateful heart, and then bring them into the light. Please know that we still need you--your voice, your art, your very tangible expressions of light and love.

Friends, it may be dark, but I see you. Indeed, you are my bright star and I am grateful to share this tattered time—this beleaguered world with you.

Love,

Jamie