A sweet story and your mother sounds like she was a beautiful woman. I now see where you get it. To me, Santa Claus is also the embodiment of the ability to believe in something unseen. It is sad that we lose that ability as we grow older. Our wisdom and desire to accumulate knowledge seems to make it impossible to just believe in the magic of a moment or that there is something that can't be explained at work in the universe, something just that just is. When I was about 5, on my way to my aunt's house for Christmas Eve, I looked up in the sky and saw Santa and his reindeer through the eyes of a child. It was such a vivid moment, I still think maybe he was painted on the side of a helicopter except no one saw him but me. Belief of a child, hopefully still alive in hearts everywhere.
I think the ability to believe is taken from us. We really are pushed into molds as we grow up... to believe as society believes, to think as those who have gone before did. The creatives, the innovators, are those who have, to some extent escaped the programming.
Hope you had a Merry Christmas, Dascha!
Thanks, Justin. We did. I hope you did too. It's always so much fun with kids!
Thank you! It really is the best with kids. 😊
A sweet story and your mother sounds like she was a beautiful woman. I now see where you get it. To me, Santa Claus is also the embodiment of the ability to believe in something unseen. It is sad that we lose that ability as we grow older. Our wisdom and desire to accumulate knowledge seems to make it impossible to just believe in the magic of a moment or that there is something that can't be explained at work in the universe, something just that just is. When I was about 5, on my way to my aunt's house for Christmas Eve, I looked up in the sky and saw Santa and his reindeer through the eyes of a child. It was such a vivid moment, I still think maybe he was painted on the side of a helicopter except no one saw him but me. Belief of a child, hopefully still alive in hearts everywhere.
I think the ability to believe is taken from us. We really are pushed into molds as we grow up... to believe as society believes, to think as those who have gone before did. The creatives, the innovators, are those who have, to some extent escaped the programming.
Thank you for bringing your creativity and kindness into the world through your writing Dascha!
This is such a kind comment, Jason. Thank you!
A centering meditation for Santa during the busy, rushed delivery time of year is a good idea.
I know, right?
It sounds like your Mom had the true spirit of Christmas, indeed. Merry Christmas.
Merry Cristmas, my friend!
Wouldn't be without it living in the country. I have never seen so much wind as we are having this year. Its enough to drive you crazy after a while.
I'm sure. We got as much snow here in 48 hours as the valley normally gets in a year. Weather is crazy!
We are just getting horrendous winds. Keeps knocking out the power. Thankfully, we have a wood fireplace so we have heat and a place to cook.
I remember that got you through the last big power outage!
We've got green grass and just hovering around zero. Rain but not snow. I think we traded weather with you guys on the west coast.
I think so! I thought you had been expecting to also get hit by that massive storm in Ontario and Quebec.
Merry Christmas Sis!!
Merry Christmas, Bro! I'll try to get through tomorrow in between the days madness. How bad is the weather on the east coast?
A beautiful share, Dascha. Merry Christmas and may your Mother's spirit visit each of us 🏡🎄🤗
Merry Christmas, dear! May Mom inspire us all to be better people!
Your mom sounds amazing. You take after her.
Thanks, Ana. I like to think she taught me well.
Merry Christmas, Dascha!
And to you, Jenise!
Merry Christmas, Dascha!
I hope you have a great one! I think you're getting very close to setting out on your vagabond travels, aren't you? So exciting!