Christmas is many things to many people.
For some, it’s parties and drinks and buying and giving presents, and time off work, and time at the beach or watching cricket or the Sydney to Hobart (if you’re in Australia!) or revelling in the snow and hot wines and hot dinners if you’re in the northern hemisphere.
It’s Christmas carols, and Christmas trees, and tinsel and turkey, and family.
For others, it’s a deeply religious and spiritual time – a celebration of the birth of an Ascended Master, of a Christ, of someone who showed us just what was possible.
For me, it’s all of the above.
I wouldn’t call myself a Christian, and yet I celebrate the arbitrary date of a very special birth – a hallowed birth. And I understand the need for myth and ritual. It’s crucial to our understanding of who we are…
I don’t ascribe to the current fashion of taking the Christ out of Christmas by saying “Happy Holidays.” This diminishes and trivialises the sacred nature of the occasion.
I respect the HIndu holy time of Diwali, and Islam’s Ramadan – and other religious celebrations.
Through this blog I have made many friends all over the world. I feel very fortunate to know you all – and to call you a friend. Each one of you has enriched my life, and will continue to do so.
I wish you all the very best for this Christmas time – and look forward to sharing stories and feelings and provocative opinions (!) with you this coming year.
And I hope 2017 brings all you wish for…