Here we are counting down 3 more days until Christmas. Kids are crazy with anticipation, parents are a bit frantic with last-minute details and my world is enjoying a fresh layer of fluffy white snow. So many people hold on to the romantic image of a white Christmas but having lived in California for 30 years, I know you don’t need snow to make magic during the holidays. I know many of my readers may celebrate holidays other than Christmas or perhaps don’t celebrate the holidays at all, but please bear with me, I think my message is applicable to everyone throughout the year regardless of your beliefs or traditions.
Not surprisingly, my message is about LOVE, MAGIC, HOPE AND HAPPINESS. At risk of sounding trite and simplistic, I believe we could solve many of the world’s ills if only we could learn to love and respect each other and live together in harmony. You might be thinking, she’s a DREAMER, and no doubt I am, but wasn’t our world built on the dreams of explorers, leaders and courageous citizens who dared to hope for a better world for all? We owe it to ourselves and those that follow after us to keep those dreams alive. I will always believe!
That brings me to Santa. Whether you and your culture celebrate the chubby guy in a red suit or not, you cannot debate the idea behind him is all about love. generosity, hope and magic. I know, I know, all the commercialism and hype have put a bit of a damper on the magic but let’s push all that craziness aside, dig deep into the heart. I know the magic and love lives in there and we all have the capacity to recapture it. You will find it is contagious.
I recently came across this letter that really touched my heart. It was written by Martha Brockenbrough and published several years ago in the New York Times. She wrote it to her daughter in response to her query about the existence of Santa Claus. It goes like this.
Thank you for your letter. You asked a very good question: “Are you Santa?”
I know you’ve wanted the answer to this question for a long time, and I’ve had to give it careful thought to know just what to say.
The answer is no. I am not Santa. There is no one Santa.
I am the person who fills your stockings with presents, though. I also choose and wrap the presents under the tree, the same way my mom did for me, and the same way her mom did for her. (And yes, Daddy helps, too.)
I imagine you will someday do this for your children, and I know you will love seeing them run down the Christmas magic stairs on Christmas morning. You will love seeing them sit under the tree, their small faces lit with Christmas lights.
This won’t make you Santa, though.
Santa is bigger than any person, and his work has gone on longer than any of us have lived. What he does is simple, but it is powerful. He teaches children how to have belief in something they can’t see or touch.
It’s a big job, and it’s an important one. Throughout your life, you will need this capacity to believe: in yourself, in your friends, in your talents, and in your family. You’ll also need to believe in things you can’t measure or even hold in your hand. Here, I am talking about love, that great power that will light your life from the inside out, even during its darkest, coldest moments.
Santa is a teacher, and I have been his student, and now you know the secret of how he gets down all those chimneys on Christmas Eve: he has help from all the people whose hearts he’s filled with joy.
With full hearts, people like Daddy and me take our turns helping Santa do a job that would otherwise be impossible.
So, no, I am not Santa. Santa is love and magic and hope and happiness. I’m on his team, and now you are, too.
I love you and I always will.
It has been said, “Most people are as happy as they make up their mind to be.” I believe this to be true. So the recipe I share with you this holiday season is for happiness.
- Believe in the magic of Santa Claus.
- You are a member of his team.
- Let your light shine from the inside out.
- The greatest gift you can give is the gift of love.
- There are many ways to express love but don’t forget to spread the love, one dish at a time.
Happy Holidays from my heart to yours. Queen Jeanne