Now that we are officially into the holiday season, I’ll go on and admit it: I love the holidays. I love them.
They get here too slowly and leave too quickly. Especially Christmas.
There just isn’t enough time for the parades, the television shows, the music, the holiday parties.
To me, part of the fun of this season is not only the rush of excitement, but also the quiet times.
The times to reflect on all that makes us grateful and thankful. I think of Thanksgiving as a patriotic holiday, but Christmas, well, that’s spiritual and religious and, for me, a time of quiet reflection.
Christmas and New Year are when I take a personal assessment.
I think of all of the opportunities I’ve been given in life: those I’ve taken and those I’ve passed by. I think of the choices I’ve made and also when I chose not to decide.
I think of my personal responsibility and have I done right by myself and others. Have I given enough of myself? Have I been kind?
Would I like myself if I were older or younger? Have I been true to the child I once was? I remember the dreams I had; would it be okay that I let some of those go?
I’ve always tried to live a life without regret, but quite frankly, I don’t know how that’s possible. Often, I regret more the things I didn’t do than the things I have. I’ve played it safe.
I see the people I love around me and I hope that they realize how much they mean to me. We get so caught up in life, sometimes, that I know sometimes I might throw out an “I love you,” but it might sound more of a habit that an action.
I think of anger and how it’s affected me. Others’ anger. My own.
We all have anger, it’s just what we do with it, how we handle it, that’s important.
I think of happiness. Do I celebrate joy? Do I appreciate how lucky I am?
I think of strangers. Have I made them feel welcome, even if they are different than me? Have I welcomed them into my life with love and kindness and acceptance?
I think of the people I no longer have in my life. Sometimes, well, often, time is a great lens by which to look at a situation again.
Did I handle it properly? Would I change things? It is never to late too apologize or do right by someone. Forgiveness is not about them, it is about me, after all, and peace within my self.
I think of balance, calm and love. These are driving words to me. Words that cut through me with a sense of action and quiet.
I think of how different we are than when Jesus was born, yet we are the same. We are constantly busy, with life’s many nuances, and yet, we look into the direction of the light.
We recognize the light and are drawn to it, just like the wise men.
I wish you a wonderful holiday season and may you be blessed with every sense of peace.