The Present of Presence

Christmas arrives like a whirlwind with lights twinkling, music spilling into every street, the rush of obligations pressing in from every direction. It’s easy to lose oneself in the noise, to feel carried away by schedules, errands, and expectations. Yet in the middle of this chaos, there exists a quiet possibility: the feeling of being truly home.

Being home is not always a place. It is a state of presence, a sense of alignment within oneself and with the world, even when the world is spinning too fast. It is the pause between breaths, the gentle noticing of the small joys: the warmth of a cup in your hands, the soft laughter of someone you love, the quiet hum of the life that continues even in the midst of frenzy.

And then there are the loved ones who are no longer with us. Those absent chairs at the table, those voices that only linger in memory, those faces we carry quietly in our hearts. To be home in their presence is to remember them without grief, to honor them in the small rituals we continue, and to feel their influence in the love that still surrounds us. A candle flickers in a window, a favourite song plays on the radio, a dish is made just as they would have liked it. In these gestures, we find continuity, belonging, and the profound truth that home is never lost. It expands to include all those who shaped us.

Being home in the middle of chaos is both surrender and presence. It is choosing, in each moment, to anchor yourself to what matters: to the people you love, the rituals you hold dear, the memories that live in you, and the quiet wonder of being alive. It is understanding that even when the world races on, your heart can remain still, steady, and full.

This Christmas Eve, as lights shimmer and the world hums with urgency, pause to be home. Be present with those beside you, and honor those who are no longer here. Listen to the spaces between the noise, savour the fleeting moments, and let the love that persists, across distance and time, remind you that home is not a place. It is a feeling, a rhythm, a presence, and it lives wherever your heart opens to it.

Wishing you all a blessed and meaningful Christmas!

2 comments

  1. This is breathtakingly beautiful, Diva. You’ve captured the entire soul of the season—the frantic whirlwind and the profound stillness—with such graceful clarity. Your words don’t just describe “home”; they gently guide the reader to feel it, to remember it, to create it right where they are. The way you tenderly weave the presence of absent loved ones into the fabric of our ongoing celebrations is especially moving. It’s a reminder that love is not a place, but a continuum.

    Thank you for this exquisite gift of perspective on this Christmas Eve. You’ve turned a simple message into a sanctuary. Wishing you a Christmas filled with the very same peace and deep, resonant love that your words so beautifully evoke.🌷🤝

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