The final countdown to Christmas is here and, ready or not, the big day is about to arrive.
For some of us lucky individuals it is pretty easy to be all jolly and happy. For us, the joy of the season comes naturally, like a gift that is packaged up in pretty paper and ribbons and dropped off on our doorstep.
For those of us who are so lucky, the season of Christmas brings with it an abundance of joy, good cheer and happiness from start to finish.
Health. Family. Friends. Laughter and hugs. Music. Good times!
Our homes are toasty warm and our hearts are full with good feelings generated by the gifts of family, friends, laughter, hugs, memories and shared joys.
It is truly wonderful to experience those moments at any time, and, at Christmas, it is especially meaningful.
But, unfortunately life, with its trail of sadness and broken hearts, does not follow a calendar.
And, tragedy without warning, can rear its ugly head just as easily at Christmas time as it can at any other time during the year.
But still, even as people wrestle with their own sadness and their own demons, the sun continues to rise and set and the days end and the days begin.
And people decorate Christmas trees and buy presents and go through the motions of finding joy, even if it seems like an illusive rainbow’s end, and chasing it seems futile and hopeless.
But, still, life goes on.
Those who have lost a loved one during this season, those who cannot lift themselves out of the deep, dark hole of depression, and those who are missing loved ones who are far away, no doubt, find Christmas a bleak and dismal time.
It is true that in this weary old world, there are many, many people who have so little reason to celebrate, to experience joy of any kind. For them, Christmas, with its lights and its message of hope and cheer and goodwill can seem not much more than mockery.
But, it seems, during this season, even in the cacophony that exists as shoppers rush around on endless shopping marathons, searching for the perfect gift, there still exists these tiny wonderful moments, which happen for all of us.
I like to think of these moments as ‘quiet miracles.’
In my lifetime, I’ve had a few quiet miracles that showed up around Christmas.
I don’t even question why. I just count myself lucky.
Just for the record, when my higher self isn’t activated I can’t even see these ‘quiet miracles,’ because I’m too busy running around like the proverbial chicken with its head cut off trying to beat deadlines, both real and self imposed.
However, when I manage to ‘chill out’ using such means as hot yoga or chilled rum and eggnog, I can usually manage re-focus.
And, I’m here to tell you, if it works for me, I’m sure it will work for you, too.
Therefore, I urge each and every one out there to remind yourself once in a while there are quiet miracles out there, free for the taking, if only you take time to look.
And so, this year, my wish for you all is that, somewhere in the cacophony of the season, each of you may find your own ‘quiet miracles’ whatever they happen to be in your world.
And, in so doing, may you have the best Christmas ever.
Merry Christmas, everyone!!