Nostalgia is not sorrow. Nostalgia is fond remembrance. Even without the semantics, someone who feels that all tradition, all human needs lead to sorrow, needs some help. I resisted the urge to give out the number to the crisis line. I don't know this person, but I learned a long time ago that when my brain won't leave well enough alone there's usually a reason. A message to everyone, please pass it on if you feel so inclined. Winter is a time of natural rest. It's no wonder our expectations clash with our deep need to succumb to that rest. There IS a chance for balance. Rest and reflection naturally go with togetherness and looking forward towards tomorrow. They may seem like a contradiction, but they are not. Human nature drives us to be part of a group as much as it longs for solitary opportunity to reflect. If you are feeling down, blue, sad, depressed, melancholy, or even worse, there is help. Seek it out. All of us need light, and it doesn't always come from within.
Peace and blessings on this midwinter's night.
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