Just a quick one as we dash out the door to visit family in Kingston.
Merry Christmas, and everything else, to our friends and readers. It’s been a treat and an honour talking, arguing, joking, sparring, and learning with you this year.
I hope all you have a chance today to:
- enjoy some time with people you love
- do something you really love doing, just for yourself
- eat some really GOOD chocolate
- contemplate whatever you feel lies at the deepest level of our reality, whether God, Allah, Brahma, Nirvana, the Great Mother, or a random quantum flux, and get cuddly with him/Him/Her/it.
Special good wishes and a manly hug or squishy kiss (they choose) to my esteemed bunkermates Stageleft, Treehugger, Lily, Max, and the People’s Pehlivan Albanian Oil Wrestling Troupe.
Well said balbulican, the bunker hopes everyone has a safe and Merry Christmas, or whatever it is you’re doing today.
Play nice, call your mum, hug a kid, give some change to a street person, and most importantly appreciate everything around you.