In keeping with my "new" commitment to blogging once a week, I sat down to write a post yesterday morning, but I ran into a technological problem...yes there was a little cursing going on around here. It took my WHOLE morning to get the glitch straightened out (six hours!) and then I had nothing left to give. So, I closed the laptop and went on my way getting some last minute Christmas things done.
Barry and I do not buy presents for each other at Christmas. It is a time we would rather spend reflecting on just how abundant our lives are already, and it doesn't feel right to buy a bunch more stuff when others in the world struggle, not even having the basics like water and clean air. I try to make something for my grand kids, even if it is to sew a bag (instead of wrapping their present in paper that will just get chucked away) to put their pajamas and a book in. I like home-made things. I like the feeling that I get by making something for those I love. I also like that I am not generating more trash on this planet. I enjoy the idea that something I made can be used a little longer than one day.
I hear the up-and-coming generations yearning for simpler more meaningful gifts for their children, too. And that lights me up. I like that the up-and-comers are interested in getting back to the magic of life that never did come in a box. Dr. Seuss was right, "maybe Christmas does not come from a store...maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?" I like to think it does.
I am not caught up in any religious dogma around the holiday. I merely like the idea of extending, and practicing, good will; offering a loving hand to our neighbors...especially the ones who may have fallen through the cracks in the race to accumulate more and more stuff; in the race to keep up with the Jones'. What if we all made an effort to invite people who need a warm heart and a full stomach, to our table? What if we opened our hearts to see the good that was within each of us, at this time of the year, instead of treating it like a kind of business meeting, inviting only those whom we would like to impress, or who we would use to raise our status in the world? What if we opened our hearts to see the beauty in the hearts of everyone? I have been told that I am not a very realistic person, and this may be true, but that is exactly my idea of a good party.
I know this idea is hard for some to swallow, because we all have our own unresolved issues and insecurities that stand in the way of our hearts being fully open to others. We bring our inner-teenager with us. The part of us that likes to hang with the so-called cool people. But, I hazard to say that we will always find a more complex and honest heart in the ones who have not been living by the present day "popular" standard. In these quirky people we will find the true artists and visionaries.
I put up a few twinkle lights and a handful of decorations. Not a lot, but enough to lend a cozy and magical feel to our humble cottage. The warmth of the fire, and the crackling of the wood, makes it feel a bit old-fashioned here. We are staying home to enjoy the love and quiet of our home, along with our fur-family, this year. These little creatures need us, and we are blessed to have them to light us up, everyday. We are going to join in on a community vigil on Christmas Eve, here on the coast. That will be lovely. And, like last year, if we can muster a few stragglers, we may have an impromptu gathering of those, like us (by choice), who do not have a place to go. By the way, we did just that last year, and it was one of my all-time favorite Christmases! Everyone was in great spirits, with no expectations. We ate a lovely meal together and then played a game of dice. There was a lot of laughter and gratitude in this house.
The holiday season means different things to different people, and we can each define what it will mean to us. I choose to not make it about stuff, but to make it about heart, instead. I pray for the snow they say it is possible we may get. An old fashioned Christmas would be lovely! I wish all of you the best, no matter how you choose to spend this time of the year. I pray for your health, for your family's health, for abundance and prosperity for you all. I hope that 2017 brings you whatever it is that you dream about, and wish for. Sending love and gratitude to and for you all, my friends. Thank you for being my friend; for supporting me on my life's creative journey, and for helping me to become a better person (yes, this includes those of you who challenge me). Soul Peace be yours.
With Love and gratitude,