Dear Totally Great Blog Readers,
Joy should be in the air but there are eager thoughts mingling with the good wishes. I think it is stressing people out. Want to find a solution. Joy dearly needs help. We need that difficult tax bill not reaching true fulfillment.
Want joy, not great doing-things-meanly ending a way of moving in the world that makes a difference to the lives of the middle class. I am easily hoping things change. Join any move to stop this that you can.
The days of true giving are here. The way of peace is too. Please think good thoughts so we can experience true in-your-mind easiness.
I really want to share a lovely poem with you so we share this moment:
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green;
Here we come a-wand'ring
So, fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year.
And God send you a Happy New Year.
Our wassail cup is made
Of the rosemary tree,
And so is your beer
Of the best barley.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year.
And God send you a Happy New Year.
We are not daily beggars
That beg from door to door;
But we are neighbors' children,
Whom you have seen before.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year.
And God send you a Happy New Year.
Good master and good mistress
While you're sitting by the fire
Pray think of us poor children
Who are wandering in the mire.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year.
And God send you a Happy New Year.
I will be in touch easily before the year ends.
Have totally fun things in the waiting room of your brain.
Wave 'hi' to me.
Fondly
Mark
The Wassailer
