“May Peace be your
gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through!”
Unknown
“I will honor
Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”
Charles Dickens
“Keep your
Christmas-heart open all the year round.”
Jessica Archmint
Yesterday was a nice
Christmas. It wasn’t a perfect
Christmas, but it was a nice one.
I’m a little sad that it’s over.
I feel like I’ve had very little time to really enjoy the season. I’ve been shopping or working or
sick. Right now I’m listening to
Christmas music so that my Christmas continues. I realize for the first time in days, I don’t feel
rushed. The only times I’ve felt
completely calm have been when I was with people I love or when I was writing.
The Christmas
music reminds me of the Christmas I had when I was 17. It wasn’t my best one. I had the flu. I felt horrible for days. When Christmas morning came I had to
deliver newspapers. Worse, it was
a Sunday and the papers were extra heavy.
Sometimes my dad would wake up and help me, but he wasn’t helping me
that morning, probably because he and my mom had stayed up late wrapping
presents. It was 5:30 in the
morning and it was cold and dark.
I’m not sure where I got the strength to fold and deliver all those
papers. I know I had a fever. Still, I had a job to do. I don’t think I ever felt so bad in my
whole life. Somehow though I did
it.
When I finally got
home, my family was ready to open presents. I opened up presents though I still felt horrible. When we were done, I went straight to
bed waking up only once because my best friend Rudy called to wish me a Merry
Christmas. I told him I was sick
and went back to sleep. I slept
for about nine hours. I finally
woke up at about 5:00 that evening feeling wonderful.
As a happy ending
to that story, I spent that night at the Clark’s house. The Clarks were the owners of the comic
book store where I spent most of my time when I was 17. We all had a nice dinner and a lot of
fun. Later everyone went to sleep,
but because I had slept all day, I wasn’t tired. So I stayed up and listened to “elevator music” versions of
Christmas songs. It was
wonderful. I’m sure I’m the only
teenager in the world who liked elevator music, but I found it gave me a sense
of peace and it was my last few moments of that Christmas.
I’ve had some good
Christmases and some bad ones.
That was one of the more difficult ones, but I survived it and it ended
nicely. Sometimes I think I make
Christmas, and many other days, more difficult than they have to be. I have too many expectations and worse,
too many fears around how the day should go. Unrealistically, I think the day should be perfect. Perhaps I should have that expectation
for every day, that it should be perfect, or if not perfect, then as good as it
can be. And perhaps I should
do my best to make each day as good as it can be.
Sometimes, when
caught up in the good will that comes with Christmas, people say that every day
should be Christmas. I think we
can make every day even better, not through gifts but through good will and peace
on Earth. The good will alone can
be a gift and here are some ways it can be expressed:
·
Both Deepak Chopra and Norman Vincent Peale mention
saying a silent prayer for everyone who passes by.
·
Smile at people.
·
Buy coffee for the person behind you at the coffee
shop.
·
Say only kind things to and about others.
·
Do your best work.
·
Be present in each moment.
·
Slow down.
·
Practice gratitude.
And what about
peace on Earth? Can I create
that? Can I do it every day? I don’t know if I can do it over the
whole planet, but I can certainly do it in my little part of the planet. That is a lot easier to write than it
is to do, but difficulty is not an excuse for not trying. So today, though it may be difficult,
my mission will be to spread peace on earth, starting with me and going from
there. I will do this by
implementing the suggestions above.
I will also by writing at least one more blog and doing a radio show. I will do this by remembering to Get
Started and to Keep Going...while Christmas continues.
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