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Advent stillness

December 5, 2012

Just as I was working myself into a tizzy about preparing for Christmas, along came a beautiful reminder by my friend Perpetua of the real meaning of this season. With carols on the radio, Christmas sales already in the shops and urgings to instant gratification everywhere, it is hard to hold onto the idea that Advent is about waiting. Waiting. Looking forward to Christmas, not celebrating it before it has arrived.

Advent is, after all, at one level about the birth of a child. Every mother will remember that the last few weeks before the baby’s arrival are the hardest. You are fed up of waiting: you just want to get on with it, despite the challenges of the unknown ahead. But you can’t rush a baby, whether it’s the Christ Child or just an ordinary miracle. And thank goodness for that. Those last few weeks of waiting are  precious, giving you time to make final practical preparations but also, perhaps, to have time to just sit and ponder the life-changing event to come.

And on still winter days, when the woods are so silent under snow that it feels as if the world has paused on its axis, these weeks of Advent do seem like a blessed pause before the celebration of Christmas can really begin.

dancingbeastie.com, 5.12.12

Christmas creeps into our house gradually over the Advent season: see St. Nicholas’ Day.

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12 Comments leave one →
  1. December 5, 2012 4:01 pm

    Thank you , as always , for the grounding thoughts and beautiful photograph

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      December 5, 2012 11:11 pm

      It’s a pleasure, Alissa.

  2. December 5, 2012 5:19 pm

    DB, I love the connectedness of blogging, with your post sparked by mine, which was in its turn sparked by another. Yet each has its own insights and I really love your reminder that the very best things in life can’t be rushed, but come in their own time.

    A gorgeous photo too. You are truly in the middle of a winter wonderland there.

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      December 5, 2012 11:14 pm

      Yes, isn’t blogging just splendid sometimes! I am grateful to you for your post and I enjoyed reading the Broad’s too. The meeting of sympathetic minds is perhaps the very best thing about the internet.

  3. December 5, 2012 6:57 pm

    Thanks for this, a lovely post and beautiful photo. This looks like an unusual and interesting blog- and what a wonderful puppy in a previous post!

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      December 5, 2012 11:33 pm

      It’s a pleasure to welcome you here. I am so pleased to have discovered your own blog through Perpetua’s, and am very much enjoying your posts.

      • dancingbeastie permalink*
        December 5, 2012 11:34 pm

        P.S. I see that I have inadvertently used the same title for this post as one of yours – pure coincidence, I promise! Great minds and all that… 😉

  4. December 6, 2012 6:59 am

    You may have had a momentary longing for Edinburgh, but I would trade the city at this time of year for the country in a heartbeat.

    • dancingbeastie permalink*
      December 6, 2012 4:27 pm

      Well, I’m not complaining about being here, I must admit!

  5. December 6, 2012 10:01 pm

    OOOh you have proper snow! How lovely. I don’t celebrate Christmas as Christmas but more as a mid-winter festival and am trying to learn to love ALL the seasons…even the dark ones!

  6. December 7, 2012 9:39 am

    I envy your winter wonderland, though I will not complain about our near double digit winter warmness.
    I do wish there was more of a pause before the celebration.
    Am now off to read the inspiring post[s]…

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