Sometimes it seems like celebrating too often is sort of frivolous, but celebrations are an expression of gratitude and love. Gratitude doesn't get worn out when you express it. Love doesn't have any less meaning when you tell someone you love them frequently. Joy likewise. Why should celebration be any different?
Some things have to be believed to be seen.
― Madeleine L'Engle
Happy Cinco de Mayo. RIght around this time of year there are a handful of celebrations marking the passage of time and that's what I've been thinking about this week.
May 1st is May Day (Beltaine if you follow the Celtic agricultural calendar) and International Worker's Day. May 4th is... I mean, May the Fourth be with you.
And of course Cinco de Mayo.
Sometimes it seems like celebrating too often is sort of frivolous, but celebrations are an expression of gratitude and love. Gratitude doesn't get worn out when you express it. Love doesn't have any less meaning when you tell someone you love them frequently. Joy likewise Why should celebration be any different?
Not a long newsletter this time, mostly I've been thinking about creating structure and organizing so that I can track and get things done and trying to figure out how to express what I think needs to be done in a way that will get it done. It's the funny little things that make me tick. I have been, perhaps, a little too absorbed in that this week. Then again, I feel like I'm finally getting somewhere so the absorption is paying off. And I sleep *well* at night... :)
With love and joy and celebrations and curiosity,
--Susan