Christmas isn’t easy, but maybe that’s the point.

I wish so fiercely that Christmas would be like a movie all the time, but no matter how hard I try, that’s just not true.

The Laws of the Universe

Newton’s Third Law of Motion is quite simple: that for every action, there is an equal, but opposite, reaction. I can either choose to be on time (action) by striking down a slothful habit (reaction), or I can choose to be irresponsible (action) and force myself and everyone with whom I interact to feel the reverberations of my selfishness (reaction).

Red Zone, Green Light

In the Red Zone, I am unable to control anything, as I have forfeited my mind, body, and yes, mouth, to one, intense, solitary mood. Look, when a bear is attacking me, and I exclusively need to run for my life, I will gladly lean into the Red Zone. It can be lifesaving! But most of the time (even in excruciatingly unprecedented times as these), my Red Zone does not need to be in command. Engaged? Absolutely. But not authoritative.