You’re not going to believe this, especially if you’re in the Pacific Northwest, but constant sunshine can make you lose your bearings.

December 1 will be one full year of living in the beautiful Nevada desert. One complete cycle of sunshine. Yes, we have bad weather, often colder than you would imagine, but it tends to look the same. The gorgeous view from our backyard rarely changes.

There are no dramatic autumn colors, a few occasional traces of snow on the mountains, etc. So now that it is the holiday season, I am at a loss for cues that naturally make me want to decorate, shop, and even turn on Christmas carols so I can sing along. It is all very strange.

My lack of cues, however, does not change things. It is rapidly nearing December, and the holiday season is upon me!

I must internally, intentionally, breathe the holiday spirit into existence, not on my calendar, but in my soul. It is a fake-it-until-you-make-it situation—new places to decorate with long cherished ornaments. Familiar holiday movies to evoke the sentiment, scents of cinnamon and nutmeg to awaken my olfactory senses; wearing one red sock and one green so the very act of looking down lifts me up.

So many things can disorient us on our daily walk through life. It is a cumbersome burden unless we take action. Moving to a new clime is disorienting. Losing a loved one is disorienting. Losing a job, a relationship or familiar surroundings are all disorienting.

That is why I am so grateful for my relationship with Spirit. My ability to connect with Spirit, with past loved ones, to find new hope amid disorienting days is a gift I call on regularly and loving share with you.

If you are disoriented this season and need to connect with the familiar to face the new, call on me. I am just a click away.

Blessings,

Mary