Every year during the December holidays, I have to have a whiff of a real natural Christmas tree to feel the holiday spirit. See a fresh balsam fir wreath on a door, I’d nearly smash my face into it to breathe in the aroma. I’d rather not be tethered to that memory because without the experience whiff, I feel that I’m missing something lovely.
This year, I am leaving out the faux holly garland and the bottle brush trees because the happiness they represent, don’t need to be caged into one season. Instead of pining away via old memories, I can use them to enhance adjusting my life style with less hesitation.
What and how to adjust is a brainstormer’s (like me) dream.
- I’d can start with discovering why after eating the last marshmallow, I wonder where the last marshmallow went to. 😎
- Research why do the cardinals sit in that one tree before flying over to the birdseed? Metaphorically, do I have a tree?
- Is watching videos of a person cooking over a glowing campfire a good investment of my time?
- Should I write about the phenomena, despite being the same sound of air release when a soda and a beer can open, the beer sounds better?*
Simple easy thoughts explored can enhance my outlook on life as I live it. The distraction from the sorrow pit of depression is helpful, and rather fun.
*If by chance, blind folded, I say the soda can sounds better, then that’s just evidence that a good person can make a mistake. 😎
