Something came over me…a desire to make things with my own hands; to create and construct. I’m still chuckling at the fact that I didn’t act on this instinct until mid-December. Here it is, two days till Christmas, and I’m still painting and cutting, drawing and hanging. Indulging a long-dormant energy of craftiness, my household community and I are enjoying making our own Christmas decorations. Since we’re all well into adulthood, the theme and style has emerged as hilariously adult-ish. I thought of naming this post “An Adult Christmas Tree” and then went with “grown-up”,…just in case. What has manifested is truly a Christmas tree of adult nature and it makes me smile at the feeling that we are extending our years with the child-like spirit of Christmas, applied so enthusiastically to where we are in our life. Continue reading
Remember what Christmas was like for you as a kid? One of my favorite things to do at Christmas time when I was a kid, was to lie down under the tree, nestled in among the gifts, usually a bit to the back of the tree. I loved doing this because I would gaze up at the magical intertwining of beautiful twinkling lights weaving through dark green and brown pine needles and branches, breathing in deeply of the comforting fragrance of pine tree that to this day makes me think so much of the holidays. There has always been something so magical for me about Christmas and it was especially so when I was a child.
I held out hope and belief in Santa Clause for years, all the way till I was nine or ten I think. I know…a bit older than most kids still believe today. Yet I have always been like that…not just a hopeless romantic, but a hopeless believer too I guess. Although I like to call it hopeful romantic and hopeful believer instead. What a negative misconception to warp ourselves into words and references that cause us to focus on an extreme of romance and believe that leaves us void of hope. Nope…not my way of thinking and living anymore, than you very much.
Christmas does not seem as monumental of an event to me now as it did to me when I was a kid. Yet similar to when I was a kid, I feel that the spirit of magic and imagination that is found in Christmas, is more so with me year-round. There were many years of young adulthood throughout my twenties when I was not aware of this. They were the times when I was striving so hard to live according to perceptions and views that society and the world in general and others say that I should have.
With this in mind, I wish you a magical and creative holiday season that will carry you into a new year of imagination and magical living. Enjoy being creative in whatever way is special to you and remember to live with the heart of spirit of a child.
Skiing. It is one of the world’s most popular winter sports. For some, it involves beautiful scenery, exhilarating speed, skill and talent. For others, it represents uncomfortable cold, steep terrain, and risk of bodily harm.
Family. One of the world’s most important relationships. For some, it involves encouraging love, inspiring fun, and a life guiding foundation. For others, it represents hurt, embarrassment, and haunting dis-functionality.
So what do you have when you combine the two? What takes place when you attempt to do one with the other?
This week, I am joining my family on a week-long ski vacation in Breckenridge, Colorado. For an entire seven days we are living together again. This time in a ski-in/ski-out town home. I am extremely grateful and excited for this time with my loved ones. As you can see from that one line, I am one of the people who sees the first description of family. And now that I have invested a few years into learning how to ski, I can say the same about skiing – I am of the first opinion previously noted. Before you get ahead of me though, realize that there are elements of the second opinions of both skiing and family that do exist in my life. Maybe this means that it has a lot to do with perspective: does a person focus on the negative in things or on the positive? And of course the other elements and factors need to be taken into consideration and they do play a powerful role.
Over this next week, I am going to write about what I observe in my own family while we are on our family ski trip. While my writings will be influenced by my own personality traits (which tend to be on the positive and optimistic side), I will do my best to observe and note what occurs when you combine skiing with family. As you follow along, feel free to share about your experiences with skiing and your family. And as much as being objective is valued, let’s make a point to have our biases and perspectives recognized and fully used. If you’re optimistic and idealistic, then read this and then respond with that perspective. If you’re realistic and pessimistic, then read and share through that lens.