I am a supporter of the holiday season. Although I recognize and recount the true origins of Halloween, Thanksgiving and Crimmus, understanding that they are each not what society says they are. Furthermore, these holidays could be used as active evidence against blindly believing what you’re taught. However, I love that I am a person of positivity and, for me, the beauty of the holiday season far outweighs the illusions they have created.
I love love, I feed off of it…and without a doubt the best time to observe loving action is between the months of October and December. It begins innocently enough, impercetibly creeping into our conscious as we decide as a culture to play in masks and costumes; to cradle and support our inner and outer children. Then it grows into an a more active appreciation for another, we Become Thankful for our friendships, our families, yet another year has passed on this rock. And then it explodes into this great celebration of living, of loving. It becomes a fantasy land of lights and songs and smiles and so much love.
Then it goes away again. January comes and the Grinch of the Heart returns from his three month vacation adjusting to his old home. And by March, it’s as if the holidays were another lifetime; a childhood experience that once existed but has little to do with today’s concerns. This bill must be paid, this meeting must be attended, that need must be met…and so on and so forth.
But what happened to the love? The celebration? The child-like enthusiasm? Is it so easy to fake these things for three months, only to go back to complaining and maintaining ? I can’t. I just cannot pretend that every moment of this Life is anything less than a blessing. So I smile. I dance. I become awed by the simplest of things. I love. I play. I relish in my mistakes. I cry at my losses. Somtimes I bark like a dog. I run towards the flame. I become open. I give. I speak my gratitude openly. I lovingly accept whatever comes way. I trust Life is alright right.
This is the practice of ThanksLiving. It’s both the easiest and most difficult way to live. It is easy because the universe supports the intention of gratitude. So that which we are thankful for is continually replineshed to us. Difficult because it is difficult to let go of the complaining mind, the worrisome monkey-grinch that lives inside of us from January to the middle of October. So it takes effort but so far I’ve found it’s been worth it.
Anyway, I just wanted to share my position with whomsoever would love me enough to know it. That’s all.