The Holidays were cause for resentment when I was younger.  It felt like ‘Tis the Season to be Busy: Just one great big “To Do” list.  Now, I look forward to decking the halls, and having many gatherings of friends & family in our home.  My students love the decorations, and we enjoy learning seasonal songs together.  And of course there’s the multitude of parties and performances to enjoy.  My sweetheart Shelly and I also celebrate our anniversary this month.  We share a love that has lasted for decades.  This year it’s an overnighter in Healdsburg with a view of the little downtown park all lit up for Christmas.  Later this month I get to perform for the 2nd “Let’s Raise The Roof” concert, where several faiths come together to raise money to help First Congregational Church Berkeley to recover from a big fire.  It’s  Sun. Dec. 18, 6:00 p.m., Lake Park Methodist Church, 281 Santa Clara Ave., Oakland. Ticket donation is $25/one or $20/two or more.  Info/Questions: roymosley@comcast.net  (415) 742-0538.  Ok, I guess it’s still the season to be busy!  But it’s also creative, warm, loving & giving. Staying close to my spiritual practices fills the holidays with great joy.

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