Happy Holidays

[tinuvial]

Snow has begun to fall gently upon my lawn. It's 39 degrees here, so it's unlikely to stick, but the scene outside my office window is still beautiful.

I've been struggling all morning to find the words to express what this holiday means to me. In the end though, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what each of you holds in your own hearts.

I love you all. Namaste.

Ciao for now.