“The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.” – Socrates
Socrates said this a few thousand years ago, but we still haven’t figured it out. I wonder why it’s so hard, why we always want more. Why we turn holidays into excuses to drink more, eat more, buy more, and be more.
I want to enjoy the small beauties of the season: mistletoe, poinsettias, cinnamon sticks, egg nog, pine needles, twinkling lights, festive music. I don’t want to make lists. I want to purchase handmade gifts from Etsy retailers and small businesses. I want to make Christmas decorations from scratch. I want snowmen and peppermint hot chocolate. I want to sing along to Silent Night. I want to give myself unto others.
In a season obsessed with acquiring more, the simplest pleasures bring the greatest joy.