And so this is Christmas

Without thinking too much about it, it feels obvious that any number of traditions hold this time of the year to be somehow special. It's a magical time for some - and it is a time of magic. As celebrating the idea of the giving of gifts takes on its own meanings, one thing that doesn't seem to be understood much these days is that in the giving, you have created magic. A moment, a memory. Creating magic is up to us.

Over the last couple of posts, I've mentioned my opinion that over the last so many years there have been three great pop Christmas classics written. This one does it for me. It hits the dreamer. It catches something about this time of the year. It's not just a way-point marker in our souls, a little tick on the chart of survival. Much of the planet on which we live comes to a halt this one day in this one season. And many thoughts turn to peace, and joy. Condemn the consumer ethic, ridicule the sheer vulgarity of it all, but remember that we also create magic on this day.  And let the memories of it be a reminder of the magic we can create - if there's enough of us - if we find a way to stand together - if we really want it. The magic is created by living it, the best we can, every day.

Merry Christmas.
Create magic.