I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…one of my favorite holiday songs and I would sing the words while imagining what it would be like to experience that kind of enchantment. My family and I used to watch White Christmas a lot – the old Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye movie – it all seemed like a dream.
But now I experience just that and it’s every bit dreamy, but no longer an experience solely in my imagination.
While we were away on a holiday and Winter Solstice journey, a lot of snow had fallen back home. We were sad to miss it, but were grateful that we got to experience some winter enchantment while away too. Snow did gift us on our trip, which you saw from some of my photos in the last post. The photo below is the only one in the post from the trip. The rest are from yesterday and today, back at the Forest Portal.
You can see how snow delights us!
We were so excited when we saw forecasts for more snow back home though…much more! The window for our travels on both ends was perfect to get us home snug as bugs and without any glitches or delays. Then right after settling in the snow storms have begun again, adding to the feet we already had and there’s much more on the way!
We’re looking at lots of feet of snow to come through Wednesday, and beginning of January is forecasting day after day of more!
I just love our street at each seasonal shift because I get to see it decked out in Nature’s splendor each time.
Right now the street is lined with white wizard trees, as you can see, and every house resembles a cozy gingerbread cottage that one of Santa’s elves inhabits.
It’s looking like the North Pole at our house and that makes me squeal a big weeeee!
The snow has been falling gently all morning and the silence of these snowflakes deepens that inner stillness to listen within. We enjoy having the fireplace going and sitting atop the mantle is our new gnome and reindeer guarding our seahorse sentinel and spirit of the cosmic waters of life, which snow so beautifully reminds me of.
We started our morning off today enjoying some vegan lattes with my dad’s homemade rosettes – a favorite childhood cookie of mine that he learned the recipe from my great grandmother to create.
Dad gifted us a Christmas tin (he adjusts all recipes for us to be vegan) to enjoy for Christmas and I added the powdered sugar.
I used to help my dad sometimes with making them, learning how to spin and pinch the dough into a rosette. “Nanny,” as we lovingly called her, was a sweetheart and I remember her visits when we were young, which included many a little impromptu expressive ballet I would do for her, weaving energy and stories through my dance. My parents often say that my physical features resemble my great grandmothers on both sides. Nanny’s ring became my vintage wedding ring, as you might recall. I know she’s smiling down watching me enjoy her yummies as the perfect accompaniment to my winter enchantment and white Christmas experience.
It’s the little things that warm my heart.
For example, yesterday, I went out to do my errands and grocery shopping just as the storm was revving up. I had so much fun all bundled up getting in and out of my car, feeling like an elf on a mission. The snow was coming down a bunch, the streets bustling (reminding me of the clips from Rudolph when they mention the biggest snow storm coming and they flip to images of cars and city getting hit hard by it), me in my colorful, handmade winter beanie with blossom on it, and wandering the aisles for yummies to make for this afternoon, as well as stocking up on things after being away. Christmas music – all my favorites – were playing in the background and I could see the snow coming down outside. It got me choked up with warm fuzzies and magickal heart expanding feelings. I even picked myself up an inexpensive, mauve, fuzzy, bunny hooded robe (with ears and face!) just because it felt perfect for Christmas Eve and morning. At one of the stores I went to they had people ready to help with getting groceries into your car if you wanted…just pull up front and they loaded you up. And the people working inside were very helpful in assisting with my questions and needs. It all put me in extra sweet, nostalgic, grateful, enchanted, whimsical, and love and kindness mode – what the spirit of this season feels to be to me.
We don’t need to have a white Christmas, any of the frills or particulars to feel these things, but they sure do enhance those feelings and deepen embodiment. It’s up to us to then keep up that spirit throughout the year and make every experience full of magick and warmth through our choices, perspectives, and actions.
Even Astrid has been enjoying the snowy landscape and the warm fuzzies of having mom back home with her. She got a new little mini castle cubby from me that I’m still figuring out with her, where she wants it.
Right now, it’s been mobile, including her bed. And in the meantime, I put a new grass matt in their place by the sliding glass door for her that was a Christmas gift from one of her dear Aunties.
She’s loving it – digging, pulling, and chewing up a storm of her own. We felt she should enjoy a couple of gifts early since I wasn’t here for Solstice with her, so she can have fun on this day and eve before Christmas. So cute!! If you’re on Instagram, I’ll share some fun videos of her enjoying her gift there soon. I have a few more little tiny Christmas gifties to give to her that she’s anxiously waiting for.
In the meantime, we’ve been enjoying snow adventures indoors and outdoors since returning home. While finishing breakfast we had a power outage that was estimated to be out for a couple of hours and then was extended.
So, rather than get upset about certain things we couldn’t do or that I would have to change my baking and cooking plans a bit, we opted to take advantage of the downtime snow shoeing in the National Forest behind our house.
It was oscillating between cloud coverage and sunshine glows while soft rain fell around us.
We haven’t seen this much snow in a while and never before had the two creek’s water levels been so high that they covered the makeshift wood bridges across them and snow covered that as well.
In fact one of the creeks that frame our home out back was covered over with white laden trees that were heavy in snow so that they curled into the already hidden bridge like a mysterious snow faery lair – the kind that would lure you in with enchantment.
It was the perfect way to immerse in the magick all around us. Everything before us just kept opening up to more and more surreal beauty that we had all to ourselves.
And what do you know, as soon as we stepped foot back inside, we were greeted by the power having returned and I got right to my cooking, setting a record for getting our meal and dessert (chocolate pumpkin pie) prep completed in an hour and then a half hour of final touches, bringing us to our exact meal time we do during our intermittent fasting lifestyle. Voila!
All vegan and all cozy comfort food. We even had almond eggnog, which was a treat. Mine was alcohol-free and Dave added bourbon to his.
The rest of the day has been brightly lit with rich white across the landscape, framed by baby blue skies. We’re awaiting another layer to the big storm front that will move in tonight and bring enchanted snow to our Christmas Eve and all day following. Because of the amount of snow my family opted for us to postpone our usual Christmas celebrations for after the storm passes later this week. But, as my parents always think ahead, they gave us our gifts so we can each have one to open on Christmas Eve, as is our family tradition, and one tomorrow.
There are many things that bring together the ingredients of a slice of yummy for me at this time of year and a white Christmas is definitely the icing on that cake.
Christmas Eve has always been extra special to my inner child and faery heart, but it was made extra enchanting and special because it was also the birthday of my soul companion in rabbit body, Joy – a precious Christmas Eve angel who watches over and guides me from the stars above.
And now as I sit here finishing this share, accompanied by my copartner Astrid nestled like a harp seal by my feet with face flat against the floor and thumpers relaxing safely to her side, and light flickering from my candle appropriately named “Snowfall” that gives off hints of Cypress and Bayberry, I watch the blue skies cloud over and ready for Jack Frost’s next whistle and blow across the land.
Wishing you each your own version of an enchanted Christmas Eve.
May the spirit of the season be carried in your heart and spill over to everything and everyone you experience for all the days of your life.