Why do we keep Santa alive? Sometimes I wonder what the point is of lying to our children about a jolly man in a red suit that fly's in a sleigh with reindeer.
I have had the privilege of taking Santa pictures for the last 8 years for my community. Seven out of eight of those years have been with the same Santa! Some years have been tough with crying kids and demanding parents, others have been exciting with a line out the door and a festive feeling in my heart. All in all thought I have to reflect on the man that brings so much joy and excitement to all of our small ones hearts! I have to admit I AM a believer! And to me, Christmas wouldn't t be the same without the jolly fellow. I know, somewhere in this world, maybe in another vortex, there is a man in a red suit that delivers toys to all the good girls and boys. If there wasn't why do we make such a big deal of him and where did the idea come from in the first place?
None of that really matters though because I believe it is a part of the message that we really need to hear, not just once a year but all year long. And that is Magic is real! I can't explain how Santa gets down the chimney of billions of homes in one night, but thats the whole point. We also can't explain when that check appears randomly when we are down to our last dollar, or cancer is mysteriously healed in a person. It's not for us to know and if we really need to explain it, then it is truly defeating the purpose of what being on this planet is all about. We are here to bring love to one another, and to accept the gifts that are given to us gratefully.
Recently I began practicing gratitude in massive form. Rejoicing in every little coincidence an synchronization that I could find. Accepting the gift and trusting that it was meant just for me. I has made me, in turn, want to give more. This is a magical miracle in itself when I have been struggling with distrust and scepticism most of my life. So when I look at Santa, what is see is a challenge at hand. Can we accept the gifts that have been given to us large and small, seen and unseen, in this every day life? Can we accept them as magical, and not have to pick them apart to know where they came from, and why? Can we accept that even the tough gifts like an argument or a fender bender can lead to some amazing gifts like forgiveness and a long kiss, or a chance encounter with the love of your life. My advice: watch the cheesy Christmas movies. Theses a lot of good stuff in there that lead you to being grateful.
And this leads me back to the start of this letter when I asked the question why, and mentioned that Santa and I have been visiting the community together for 7 years. Above is a picture of him and Mrs Clause in their home before Christmas. Don't they look festive?! Some of you may argue with me, saying "Well I know that man and he is definitely not Santa, he just dresses like one". And I say to that... what is the harm in believing? Can you accept that you don't have to live at the North Pole and ride in a sleigh with flying reindeer in order to be apart of that magic that can surround us all every day! You can live in a town of 200 folks, and spend a few days every year giving children the experience of a magical moment that will hopefully rub off on the adults as well. Santa is Magic! And magic is simply recognizing and accepting all the miracles big and small that exist in our world. We get to see this through the eyes of our children in a very concentrated way during the Christmas Season!