Another Christmas past-

 For Yeats I have participated in this sacred spirit and these seasonal blessings, 

and so it is for those who went before me;

There has been the love and hope that went, 

and goes with the children, looking forward to this holiday.

Regardless of religious overtones,

on behalf of all us children-

For Real 

There must be a rekindling and a fulfilling

Of the creator in everyone.

 And, for those who can't do this, 

because of a personal system defect,

we should give our support. 

Out of the 'Good Minds' will come a new plan  as a hope for 'mankind.' Whether the new plan is in TIME does not remove from us the necessity of coming into 'Harmony' for our 'selves'. We have to know, without fear, that we are only visiting this domain by the Creator's Gift. We have to know that manifestation here is not a 'curse' and that death (passover) isn't punishment-it is fulfillment.

Find your balance, your center, your spirit.

The Spirit of Man must not forget the rootlessness; the foolishness; the fragmentedness; not forget in order to open the 'Spiritual door', the sepapu within ourselves. There are many paths back to Being but all paths lead to The Red Road. 

As, in time, this purification closes. There emerges a sunrise that falls upon a new day. Make a new beginning for yourself but remember the lessons you have learned and the lessons you have taught.

 

               When you're sitting alone

                       What happens?

           Do you know what you're thinking,

 where it comes from, why you're thinking it right now? 

                 I'm not judging, I'm just asking.

                 It's possible to think "No thing."

                                                     As the early evening shadows grow longer,

                                                       And days felt as winter is coming on

                                       The slow gradual feeling of the season begins to "twinkle," 

                                                                  Soon to be full blown.

-From Christmas  blogs past-

Let your energy blend this seasonal light

Merry Christmas all the year,

As the shadows grow long

It's holiday time!

Almost time for the annual visit.

I reflect on Christmases down through the years,

Of long ago moments that were lived again.

In my inner being joyous essences 

Hang there like ornaments on the proverbial tree

Yet somewhere a small pause.

Deeply I wonder, 

how many more Christmases?

The future doesn’t let me see.

For people make up these special moments,

Human energy merges with love

(Surely there is love?)

I’ve felt it around this time every year

I’ve seen it in the “twinkling of the lights”

Reflected in the child’s eyes.

Surely can’t it be seen, this ‘simple fact’

That we are all “children”

Caught up in energy so bright, showing 

That we exist upon the tree-of–life

Everyone can get the twinkle 

-To Christmas and beyond…