I hope December brings you reflection,
And you understand that this dizziness in your head from the long and winding road you’re on
Is not from being led astray;
No, it is from being overwhelmed with a myriad of possibilities.
You are not on the road to nowhere-
You are on the road to everywhere.
I hope December brings you audacity,
As you dare to ask the universe for more.
And whether it is snowflakes or sand grains that you catch with your cupped hands,
I hope you know that there will never be dreams too big to fit into your asking palms.
I hope December brings you the ability to stop restraining grudges that have long been ready to be released,
And you learn to understand that sometimes it’s not about letting go, but more about setting yourself free.
I hope you finally stop running away from secrets that have long since stopped chasing you,
Because sometimes coming to a standstill is the only way for you to feel the delirium of your heart,
To pause, in amongst this thicket of Christmas trees, and find the holly berries.
I hope you are no longer the naïve little girl who loved words too much and believed everything you were told,
But I hope you are still innocent enough to fall asleep on the 24th secretly hoping for Santa to come down the chimney.
And on the night of the 31st, I hope you’ll look at the embers of this year that has passed,
Warm your fingers on the dwindling flames of everything your heart has glowed for this year,
And with the sparks, set off fireworks
To propel yourself into the new year.