All I want for Christmas is silence.

For with silence, I can hear my soul speak. I can hear it whisper there is a plan that all is to be ok. In the silence, my head empties of the racing tasks I have yet to finish and replaces them with dreams of possibilities. With silence, the shouting that pulls me in different directions subsides and makes clear what is my true calling.

Silence, when it sits next to me, brings me closer to those who are on the other side. I can feel their cheerleading. I can hear their laughter. I can recognize their love.  In the silence.

Dear, dear, Santa, I wish for silence that comes wrapped up in quiet mornings with my first coffee, the fire warming the room and the dog lying at my feet. I wish for silence that comes in moments between meetings where I am drawn to step outside and recharge. I wish for silence that comes in the ability to stand and listen to the birds, to the water hitting the shore and the wind through the trees. Silence, I now believe, is what will wrap its arms around my grief and lift me up to a more revitalized version of who I have been this year.

I wish, Santa, for multiple touches of silence. I wish for the benefits that the silence brings. The peace and hope it can bring.  The strength it creates inside. The clarity that comes within silence. I wish for this, for myself, my family, and my friends.

~Christmas 2022