Weekly Round Up By Lara Livingstone
OWNING MY CHRISTMAS GRINCH
If there’s one sure thing to freak people out at this time of year, it’s declaring that you’re not a lover of Christmas.
I adored Christmas as a child, but over the years the thrill has gone. Diminished in part by the excessive commercial event it has become, even down to the pressure of finding a decent Secret Santa family meltdowns (it always happens at that time of year, however, wonderful your family is), personal reflections – what did I achieve this year (it’s always the same answer..never enough) and then a dear friend of mine died suddenly during the festive period, transforming it for me into a time of both personal reflection and bittersweet pain.
For these reasons I own up to being a Christmas Grinch. I never spend it with family, I spend time with them before the big day. I don’t care about Christmas gifts. And weirdly I’m the same about my birthday, which I also ignore and haven’t celebrated in years.
I have absolutely no problem with others getting their Christmas cheer on and I don’t have any desire to rain on anyone’s parade, so instead of rolling your eyes at me, when I’m in Grinch mode, just smile at me and let it go.
Come to the White House and some of the most powerful people in the world decided to air their grievances, in front of a group of reporters – some of whom the President has publicly denounced as creators of fake news – which really means any reporting that doesn’t sing his praises.
What followed on our TV screens, was a verbal battle that Democrats Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumber won by tricking Trump into taking on ownship of a government shutdown he initially just threatened, to get the funds for his border wall that he’s spent the last two years telling his base Mexico will pay for.
It was like watching candy being taken from a baby, but left a very nasty taste in all our mouths.
KEEP ON DREAMING
This week on my travels I met a very cool new friend – the same age as my Mum, whose sense of adventure and spirit gave me a much needed injection of good old fashioned, kick ass travel spirit.
She raised her children single-handedly following her divorce. Ensured they all got a great education. Worked as a teacher. Retired and then went travelling, finally making her own dreams come true.
It made me think back to the reason I started travelling. Having fulfilled my initial dreams, I lost my gratitude and dare I say it happiness.
In the last six months though, due to a few business and personal setbacks, I’d kind of forgotten about how I made my dreams come true. How lucky I am to live it every day and not to have my life controlled by others, unless I surrender it to being that way.
So I started a brand new vision board, full of new goals and dreams and today, I started to work on them….after all….time waits for no one….even the dreamers.