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All you need is faith, trust…and a little pixie dust.

I have always loved ballet, and as a little girl, I aspired to be a prima ballerina. But I lived in a small town with no dance studio so I happily passed the hours in my pink tutu and pink leather slippers, pirouetting to The Nutcracker, on vinyl. It wasn’t very good for the vinyl! I also endured the endless ridicule of my big brother, who would prance around the house wearing my Dad’s work boots and call in a high, sing-song voice, “look at me. I’m a ballerina”. I hated it, but I also refused to let it dampen my joy.

I still pirouette from time to time, when no one is looking…and carefully. I may still have aspirations to be a ballerina, but definitely not the body to succeed. Still, there is something magical when we engage in an activity that we enjoy, or allow our minds to dream in ways that delight us. It lifts the spirit and lightens the load so we can take a deep breath and move forward. I think “tea time” can be one of those magical moments…and on the plus side, it doesn’t make you dizzy.

As we bask in the final moments of this holiday season, take some time to reflect on the past and rejoice in your blessings. Consider what brought you joy and in your mind, sprinkle it with pixie dust, and carry it with you into the new year.

We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.

Henri Nouen

Happy Monday!