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Tuesday, December 2
The weather outside is frightful...
Once again we've come upon one of my favorite times of year: the Holiday Season.
For me, this was always Christmastime growing up, but as I've grown and my circle of experience has changed, I've got at least a comfortable awareness if not necessarily practice of Yule and Chaunukka (and a vague awareness of Kwanzaa, but I still am not sure I know anybody who practices it). The tendency of these holidays is to have a life cycle of meaning throughout our own lives; at first they're a time of warmth and wonder, magic and presents and family. Then we get a little older. Presents become the focus, along with family and time off school. Then we learn about Santa's existantial debatability, and a bit more of the magic slides away. Finally, in adulthood, while it's still touted as a season of togetherness, giving, and enjoyment of the gift of our lives, it's also often an excerise in reluctant consumerism, putting up with unloveable relatives, and dealing with crowds, impatience, and music that we've heard a thousand times and has gone hollow with repetition. Even moreso for those of us who work or have worked in retail.
Well, that's not true for me.
When I was getting ready to go to college, my mother told me that she didn't worry about me, except in that I trust people. I don't know if there's some disconnect in me, or if I've just never gotten the kind of harsh disillusionment that seems to hit most people, but I prefer to trust. I prefer to think the good of people first - and I believe in the spirit of Christmas.
I believe that peace on earth and goodwill toward men is the most precious gift we could ask for.
I believe that this is a season of hope.
I believe that jingling bells on a cold snowy night has a magic in it.
I believe that any hassle of travel and/or shopping is always worth it just to get to be with my family.
I believe that my family is more important than any gifts I could give or receive.
I believe in the message of the carols.*
I believe in miracles.
I believe in you.
Each day I'll be carrying a song in my heart; and each day I wish the best to all of you and your loved ones, wherever they may be.
*Except for Dominick the Donkey. The hell is that about?Labels: Holidays
posted by: Bliss @ 10:07 PM
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