‘Twas the Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Everyone was lazy, lazy as a mouse (gorged on cheese).
The ghost of the Boo rustled in his tent,
Presents bought, money spent.
With I in my flannel and ma in her nightie
We wait until midnight
To see the man some call Whitey
I never said I was a poet. I just felt the muse come upon me and I had to share. Oh yeah, I also never said I was a good poet. How are all you today? I am excited. This last week before Christmas is always an exciting time. You can feel the energy in the air. The energy of anticipation. Anticipation of Mr. Claus coming to visit all our houses. The anticipation of the one night out of the year where it is a socially accepted norm to have someone break into your house in the middle of the night. The difference is, this time that someone breaking in has a benevolent heart and is leaving presents for you.
This time of year is a time of giving. This is a time where we take our minds off of ourselves and focus on others in need. I believe firmly in giving to others. It is this caring which allows each of us to relax a little, let down some of our walls, and feel the love of a complete stranger. This opening of one’s heart and connection with our fellow man shows the path to them. We become the example of how life can be. Among other things, I believe the story of Christ and the teachings of the new testament are beautiful metaphors for how to live a fulfilled life. I remember being taught, “Be the lighthouse.”
As we first love others we are the lighthouse. We are the shining example of light in a sea of darkness and despair. We are all looking for connection with others. It is the way we are hardwired. So when you are feeling grateful for the family you have, think about taking the family on a family event. Find a local charity of your choice and make your next family get together one of giving and sharing.
Dedicated to our wonderful dog “Prince Charming” who passed away two Christmases ago…