Christmas is over and we are still living it - suspended in a vacuum that is an unwillingness to break away from the recent bliss. We fall asleep quicker, wake up slower, look at the world with buttery eyes, wish we could still linger in the vapours of Christmas palate delight, still indulge in sweet indulgence. We would like to continue to feel the warmth of the family hearth, to linger in the joyful time, to enjoy the way the hours flow slowly instead of flying through our fingers...
So how do we cope with such a drastic change? Could it be that the post-Christmas hangover lasted longer than the New Year one? Impossible. So maybe it's worth it simply, in the rush of everyday events, to find time for a walk - to get outside, listen to spring and to ourselves - to slow down, change something permanently, infect others with energy. Make every day, even the most ordinary day, a celebration. To call a loved one, to love that state when something dies and is born at the same time. Still in the spirit of past Easter - to reconcile with ourselves and the world.
