For me Christmas is for children to keep some semblance of hope in their hearts. A jolly Santa tends to their wishes. But the real reason for the season is the celebration of the return of light.
For the many Christians it is to celebrate the birth of Jesus, the way shower to the oncoming tide of love the teaching were meant to bring. They saw and celebrate a heavenly child but often forget the vast importance of his role. This great teacher changed the course of our understanding of the force of God. God was no longer a punishing God but a force of love offering relief to those bogged down in laws they would never find relief from.
Jesus was the physical holder of the great light emerging as the fulfillment of the law releasing us from this life of sin, claiming a life of light and love. This fulfillment changed his name from the human form of Jesus to the being of light or the Christ. The Christ like God is a force of light available to everyone, let me repeat that, EVERYONE. It is as the Christ taught within each of us waiting for our acknowledgment. Accepted, we too can be filled with this light that surpasses understanding. That means it comes to me, it comes to you, and is beyond our small minds just how encompassing it is.
Everyone will have access to this light, no one owns it or controls it or can name it. Beyond the name of Jesus the light endures because if humans can touch it, it will be put out.This light cannot be put out as the Christ taught us and physical death will show us.
The light is eternal.
Beyond the little minds of humans the great stories continue to do their work. The seasons are marked as story holders to jog our memories to the truth innate within us. Deep down we know, deeper still lies the truth that through the time of winter season and the darkness, we feel this light our eternal hope for a better world.
Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”
My hope for the return of light is for the children. May we all be as children before this light, innocent, heart open, and filled with love.
May your holiday be blessed!
I celebrated my birthday yesterday. Funny how people are about birthdays, for me, they have been just another day for years. That started in grade school because my birthday was right at the beginning of school. I always received school clothes for birthday presents, big surprise. It was an untimely birthday. But, all of that’s behind me now and still I wasn’t into celebrating my birthday.
Until yesterday that is. Yesterday I celebrated my birthday. Because recently my life has been hit with tragedy and loss, I needed to celebrate life. I lost my Dad, my baby grandson, and my eldest went back to jail. It was a hard patch and so close to my birthday. It felt strange but I felt I wanted to celebrate my birthday this year.
We need to celebrate life in whatever way we can because we never know when it’s the last time we will be with someone, or how far away from us our loved ones can go. Celebrating our birthdays gives us a marker to our lives and reminds that life is a gift. We have no idea what’s in store for any of us at any given time. Celebrating even through hard times helps to keep perspective about what’s important. Life is important.
Life is hard but it’s really not worth living without each other. Without celebration we will not mark our days and soon the days even out to a grey, then we live in a world devoid of passion. Celebrating our lives is working with the creative energy of God. It is being grateful and a birthday is something to be grateful for.
Every day that we reset our clock, to work on resonating with the highest vibration in meditation, it allows us the highest experiences and moves us towards our highest good. Celebrating birthdays, or any event allows the universe to deepen its work with us. We celebrate in recognition of the life we have been given and the blessings instilled in the lessons learned, paying it forward in our every thought, word and deed.
We celebrate to bring new life and new experiences to us. Life is a journey not a destination so we need to enjoy the ride even when it gets rough. Rough patches are the high sign, growth is ahead, and after celebrating the victory we get to celebrate peace.
Live your life, and celebrate its passages.