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peace on earth
just love typing those words.
well ok so we’re in the home stretch now.
woke up to a cold and windy sunrise in the darkness spitting bits of gravel and chunks of snow battering tree limbs creaking wind chill factor way below in the bitter levels.
may all without shelter be safe and warm.
npr glorious christmas music on the radio. woke up making tea to that great mozart one. you know that one that shines in some sort of clockwork joy. unto us a son is given unto us a child is born unto us. wonderful. counsellor. dum tee dum tee dum tee tee dum dum dum.
hark the herald angels sing. joy to the world. peace on earth. good will to men.
had a great yule celebration with good friends. one She Who Must Be Obeyed came down from the mountains and graced us with her presence for the great solstice celebration where there was just way too much. too much cheese and cookies and mead and potato biscuits and earrings and shawls and music and silliness. and it was a clear blue sunny ice cold sort of day. we walked like penguins on the ice up the hill towards the golf course to see the sun setting behind the mountains. longs and meeker, god and goddess and the mirror image of the twin sisters below. we feel the presence of someone no longer with us and remember him in great love and fondness. we do readings. we dance. we feast. we go way back through time and living conditions and jobs and friends and events and celebrations and holidays and roommates and we would do anything we would drive across the country in the middle of the night we could show up we would take each other in we would always have a place for each other always a spot always a connection always a sense always always always this love. and oh how the clear bright full moon shone on us on this darkest brightest darkest night.
may everyone feel the warmth and reassurance of good friendship. may everyone know love.
presents are wrapped. need to bag ‘em and stuff ‘em in the car. yes yes yes it is the glut it is the materialism it is the waste the profit the capitalistic crown on the imperial tomb of all that is western civilization the greed the gold the conquest. and yet. and yet well thing is see, thing is see i just love to give presents. yep. secret is out. it’s so uncool so unheard of so commercial so marketable so scrooge after the transformation so irritating to those who can’t be bothered to think of others so unacceptable and yet. love it love it yes i do. i love to spoil the people i love with stuff. of course it doesn’t have to be stuff. as they say it is the thought that counts and ‘tis true i have those thoughts for them and that’s what it is all about. there have been years with very little and others with some abundance. and i like to feel their delight. and it is a great privilege to be able to do that. to share what i have worked and saved for. to give. to spread it around. oh yes it is fleeting yes it is only a moment of happiness it does not endure but it is fun. colorful wrapping paper and curly ribbon and the way everything reflects in the colored lights against the dark window of cold outside.
may everyone have enough. may everyone have enough to give. may everyone take joy in giving. may everyone have enough.
and so today we must journey out into the cold to the family’s house where there will ensue great tearing of papers and ribbons and fanfare of gift blitz followed by yet more feasting and talking and yelling and socializing and family chatter and clatter and banter and debate which will eventually wind down to a second wind of gaming and competition and confrontation and resolution and into the night with nostalgia and stories and arguments over memories and versions and perspectives and politics and religion and eventually some sort of loving compromise where there is much agreeing to disagree about the meaning of life while travel arrangements are made and drivers designated and cars loaded with leftover bread and cake and olives and thanks are expressed over and over and everyone tells each other they love them and it was a great christmas and may we all be here and well again next year.
may everyone make peace within their family. may everyone know forgiveness. may everyone feel gratitude.
makes total sense to me really that this is the time to light a candle in the darkness. this deep into the winter. yeah such a pagan thing a northern european thing maybe a eat up this harvest stuff before it goes off feast time of celebration knowing that january and february are ahead and oh beware beware the ides of march it’s going to a be a while until spring so rejoice rejoice it’s cold and we’re inside and we’re all together and we’ve got some stuff to eat and fire in the stove and blankets and each other.
may everyone feel the warmth in the cold. may everyone help to light the darkness.
oh emotions do run high this time of year. there is too much to do. so many obligations. the crunch the deadlines the social expectations the mandatory celebrations the functions the endless lines the traffic the crowds the car accidents the fender benders the errands the arguments the press the crush the whirl the senseless activity the do it all be it all have it all give it all make it all push it all buy it all find it all wrap it all cook it all clean it all and find the time to be thankful for it all. underlying it there is sense of christmas card happy holidays tv family normal rockwell popeil pocket fisherman frosty the snowman perfection that is supposed to be obtained or maintained or refrained or strained so strained so very very strained.
may everyone have patience. may everyone give each other space. may everyone live and let live and rejoice in life.
doesn’t matter where you are what you do what you believe how you look what you give really really really doesn’t matter doesn’t mean a thing it if it ain’t got that swing it’s a time it’s a season it’s a winter solstice it’s a full moon it’s a bright time in the darkness it’s a moment it’s a feel it’s a magic it’s a celebration.
may everyone have very special holidays.
all my best wishes to you.
peace on earth.
om shanti shanti shanti om.
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