The magic memories of Christmas that
most of us treasure are unique to each of us.
Yet, sometimes clarity comes only upon reflection.
We get so caught up with the tugs
and pulls of the season that we miss the truly priceless people and
moments.
If we but reflect we will see that
We were blind to the love
healing us and holding us tight in the arms, words, and actions of
those we too often took for granted.
Still,
we were innocent enough to see
fairies dancing upon frosted lake surfaces,
to taste the falling snow,
and to laughingly make
snow-angels.
As adults the world is too much with us.
Yet, The Great Mystery has given us one month out of 12 to see the world as the child we once were,
the child we can once again be if only we put down the hates and anguish that only harm us anyway.
If the yellow, green, red,
and blue lights don’t twinkle with their normal festive
happiness
and instead glower like warning
beacons, it is the mind that views them that has changed.
The magic is still there, waiting for the child you once were to believe in it again.
By years of Hurt and Anger,
you have closed the door to it.
But each time you smile to a hurried face that seems lost in life,
each time you back up to
allow a weary older person in line ahead of you,
each time you pause to look
at the snow-layered buildings as the child you once were would see them --
you open the door to that Christmas Magic a little wider.
Every day you live can be
magical
if you work at it.
The path of least
resistense
is to live in a world
leeched of its color and vitality
by Anger and Hate.
Choose to find the laughter and beauty as you live each hour.
Each laugh, each act of
compassion is a brushstroke that adds the color of magic back to your
life.
The magic of Christmas has nothing to do with
decorations, lights, presents, Christmas trees or anything so material.
It has everything to do with a little girl’s smile
and a mom who buys real candy canes for their tree
so she can hear her little girl giggle as they decorate it together.
Give a smile or a laugh to
someone.
The present you will receive will
be ...
Magical
The gifts we give that matter most
are the ones that cannot be
bought or sold.
Me and Midnight looking for that
Christmas Star
The love we share and the memories we leave behind,
are the greatest gifts we can
give.
They are the only gifts
that last a lifetime.
Talking about gifts ...
Hi Roland--thank you for the gift of your new book. I will read it and review. Forgive me if it takes a bit! Have a wonderful Christmas.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jacqui, for agreeing to read and review it. :-) May your Christmas be one of the very special ones!
DeleteAs always, Roland, a beautifully written and well thought out piece. I feel quite uplifted.
ReplyDeleteYou made my morning, Miskym ... a great Christmas gift from you. :-)
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