In this Advent season, I await the arrival of what I know I already have. The Christ child has already arrived. He has been born and lives inside me. I know this, and yet I wait still with excitement and expectation and anticipation for Rebirth. With excitement and expectation and anticipation, I still wait. But in the waiting, I find my Advent Awakening. I am once again awakened to what I know is Truth. Not having the Christ child in my life, alive and breathing and pulsating in my heart, would create a void so vast that, for me, would be unimaginable. It would be unbearable. I celebrate my dependence. I am once again embraced by the Awakening.