Posts Tagged With: Holidays

Are You Listening to Yourself?

As we leave 2012 behind us and transition into 2013, I have one thought for you to ponder. What is the origin of your perceived needs. Not your wants, we are all usually pretty good at knowing our true desires. However, knowing ourselves deep down where needs originate, many of us have let too many others influence us into believing we need situations, people, careers, educations, even material possessions which truly don’t resonate with us. While also allowing others to coerce us into believing our needs are not really needs, but merely wants. When we allow ourselves to be manipulated or overly influenced by others, we may mis-label needs and desires to the point we even confuse ourselves. In this state of confusion, we may strive for situations, people, etc. which don’t resonate with us while denying true needs which will bring us fulfillment and peace.

So, as you ring in 2013, I invite you to meditate on your perceived needs versus wants and really listen to your inner voice, higher self, and spirit guides. Then resolve to make 2013 the year you follow your heart and spirit.

As I sit here, in front of my fireplace, watching snow fall, with old Abbott and Costello movies on TV, anticipating an elegant dinner and quiet evening with William, I wish you all a safe New Year’s Eve, and a Happy, Healthy, Prosperous, and truly spiritual New Year.

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Twas the Night Before Christmas

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Twas the night before Christmas and all throught the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there,
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
And momma and her kerchief and I and my cap
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave a luster of mid-day to objects below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a minature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
With A little old driver so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen,
To the top of the porch to the top of the wall
Now dash away, dash way, dash away all,
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricanes fly
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
so up to the house top his coursers they flew
with a sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too
And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof
As I drew in my head and was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicolas came with a bound
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
His clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry
his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly
He was chubby and plumb, a right jolly old elf
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
A wink fof his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings then turned with a jerk
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod up the chimney he rose
He sprang to his sleigh to his team gave a whistle
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle
But I heard him exclaim ‘ere he drove out of sight
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

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Happy . . . Merry . . . Joyous . . .

I officially have the Christmas spirit. I’m emotionally ready to celebrate in a completely new way this year. Of course when I was young I reveled in the gifts, anticipation of waiting for Santa, sitting outside in the cold dark listening intently for sleigh bells or a glimpse of the angels watching over the night skies. And I really don’t care what you call this magical time of year; Christmas, Hanukkah, Advent, Yule, the holidays, or ‘just another day’. Yesterday marked the beginning of the twelve most spiritual days of the year for me. I celebrated the solstice, and I have something special planned for each of the remaining eleven days of Yule. William and I have decided to celebrate in more traditional, ‘old ways’ this year. There will not be presents under our tree, of course we took care of our children and grandchildren. The two of us plan to reconnect with the spirits and celebrate our connection to the Universe and all that is part of it. It is actually hard to put into words because it is such a deep, soul level, spirit emotion that we are celebrating. We are fostering peace, calm, respect and appreciation for our lives, each other and the Divine Creator we worship.

For those of you with traumatic memories which you believe have ruined this time of year for you, I invite you to look for ways to celebrate yourself, your accomplishments, the obstacles you’ve overcome, the challenges you’ve defeated and then focus forward, you are in control and have the power to make today, tomorrow, and every day thereafter, how ever you want your life to be. I know it’s hard. Sometimes you have to just start going through the motions and let the (e)motions kick in after you become more comfortable with a new way of acting, interacting, and relating.

For the next three days my posts will be very focused on the holidays, nothing too deep or heavy. On the 25th I probably won’t post, but then I’ll be back on the 26th with more Yuletide cheer.

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It’s Time to Believe Again

Yesterday my blog was about ascension, enlightenment and spiritual evolution. We are on the threshold of endless possibilities for change.  What so many are not realizing is the change is not some huge event, it’s a returning to what you and I and every other person was born knowing.  Today, in the grocery store a small baby smiled at me.  I stopped and said hello, and he smiled even more, then I smiled even more.  Looking deep into those little eyes twinkling with their own light, I knew he knew the secret of all secrets.  Children get it, animals get it, we who are aged, have forgotten.  We call ourselves mature, but what we are is cynical.  We’ve allowed the knowledge of the spirits to become buried under the weight of what we call responsibility but is really just the pursuit of the wrong goals.  We’ve spent years preparing for the end, the end of what? Poverty, sickness, sadness, rudeness, selfishness; we have the power to change all that and more, we’ve always had the power.  Are fairies, dragons, angels, and Santa Claus real?  Of course they are; as real as the love we carry in our hearts but refuse to give away.  We are blinded to the reality of all our childhood fantasies, blinded by fear; fear that once we give in to the innocence we once knew as children then we’ll be vulnerable again.  But guess what, children are not vulnerable, we are.  Those of us who have forgotten how to live with openness, passion and belief.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and
generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your
life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there
were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There
would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this
existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal
light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get
your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch
Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would
that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa
Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men
can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s
no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders
there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see
what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which
not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men
that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can
push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory
beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else
real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives
forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years
from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

What belief from childhood still warms your heart?

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Making Peace With Christmas

Unless you’re the five-year old child of Ozzie and Harriett, you’ve had at least a couple stressful holiday seasons.  Quite possibly you’ve had far too many stressful times at Christmas and it’s even possible you have excellent reasons for dreading at least the second half of December.  Thanks to the Celts, Romans, and Jews, I really doubt Christmas is going anywhere any time soon.  So you have two choices, take a two or three-week cruise to the Bahamas or Mediterranean or make peace with Christmas.

If you decide to make peace with it, here are a few interesting facts and opinions to help you.  First, December 25 is NOT Jesus’ birthday.  He most likely was born sometime in April.  Shepherds have no reason to be watching flocks at night in the dead of winter.  The only time they stand watch all night is in the spring when the lambs are born to ensure there are no complications and that the babies are safe from predators until mom recovers enough to guard them.  Second,  December 21 is the Winter solstice and Celtics celebrated by bringing in the Yule Log, feasting and paying homage to Mother Earth giving birth to the New Sun (Son) of the coming spring.  Roman rulers combined the two festivals in the hopes of converting Celts to Christianity.  There are many other Celtic-Druid practices which Christians have incorporated into their traditional Christmas celebrations.   Third, the Jewish Festival of Lights or Hanukkah begins on the 25th day of Kislev (traditionally this is different from our December 25 because the Jewish calendar is not the same as the Gregorian calendar we use).  Hanukkah is a celebration of the rededication of the Holy Temple, which again has nothing to do with Jesus’ birthday or the Celtic Yule celebration.  Fourth, the Western world (the greedy, selfish Americans referred to by other countries) have taken a time of year previously designated for spiritual respect, homage, renewal, hope and rebirth, and turned it into a ‘lets see who can spend the most money and track statistics to see where they spend it’ season.  While giving little, if any, respect or celebration to Jesus, Celtic Yule, Hanukkah or any other spiritual reverence for the earth, spirits or Divine creation.

So, how do you take this and make peace with a stressful holiday?  Start by figuring out what part(s) of this season you do like.  Maybe its just one thing, and that’s okay.  Concentrate on what you do like and reject or at least ignore the rest of it.  If you really can’t think of even one enjoyable aspect of the season, go on that two – three-week cruise.  Then, make it clear in the kindest way possible, to those around you, what you can and cannot tolerate about the season.  If the others in your house feel differently, discuss ways you can all enjoy the season in your own ways.  Finally, remember, what the season started out as literally thousands of years ago, is not what it is today.  Therefore, research your heritage, find your roots, and build new traditions and celebrations based on what resonates with you.  Or, if you must, just make something up.  It’s your life, and the Divine who created you knows how you feel and why.  You have control over this and can take the stress and transform it into whatever makes you happy.

I can assist you with finding ways to deal with the season at freefullife@gmail.com

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Holidays and Haunting Memories

Unpleasant memories can and do haunt souls the same as ghosts haunting houses.  They keep the person in an almost constant state of fear, stress, gloom, sadness, disappointment and dread.  They distort reality in the here and now, these troublesome memories of past chaos, drama, and less than perfect events.  To show true compassion and holiday love, be extra kind to people who are grumpy, withdrawn, and sad.  If they seem to need a willing ear; lend it.  If they reach for a shoulder to cry on; give it. If they want to act as though it’s just another day in another year of life; go along with it as best you can.  Do not allow them to steal your joy, yet at the same time, these people need understanding and honest caring during the holidays.

For many people, the holidays are stressful and even depressing.  They are haunted by memories of drama, trauma, chaos, disappointment and even resentment and fear from their past holidays.  It’s easy for those of us who have good memories to analyze the situations for them, coaching them through our litany of ‘it’s all in the past’, ‘it’s behind you’,  ‘time has distorted the emotions attached to the memory’,  ‘most of a painful memory is really your perception of the event’,  blah, blah, blah, and to a degree we’d be correct in our observation.  However, it doesn’t make the ones who are suffering through the holidays feel any better.

For those of us who have not suffered these horrific holidays, we are doing them no favor by inflicting our exuberance upon them uninvited.  In other words, we need to tone it down.  Seek out people who are as excited as you are about the holidays and share your enthusiasm for tinsel, carols, sugar cookies, angels and Santa.  If you live with someone who is less passionate either go to a friend’s house to watch Rudolph, or at least go in the other room.  Keep the carols turned down, and try not to suddenly begin stringing lights and tinsel around their favorite chair.  The holidays come unbidden and unplanned; and they affect everyone be it a happy or sad event.  True spirituality is to not jut accept our own feelings but the feelings of others and love them based on their perception of the days.

If you or someone you know would like to talk about holiday emotions and haunting memories, email me at freefullife@gmail.com

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Hallowe’en Hijinks

I want to state that I love Halloween.  I also want to be perfectly clear that I respect and celebrate with respect the Holy day of Samhain.  So, while reading my ‘fun’ posts about Halloween, please don’t think I take the holiday lightly.  I’m just having fun with it.

Today, is all about random fun facts, my silly musings and a poem from my childhood that I still enjoy. So, here we go . . .

The word witch comes from the old english wicce and the wicca were once highly respected for their knowledge and power.

If a black cat crosses your path but you don’t see it, will you still have bad luck? Are white cats good luck?

The first jack-o’-lanterns in Ireland were hollowed out turnips with candles placed in them to keep away evil spirits.

Seeing a spider on Halloween is believed to be the spirit of a loved one watching over you (I’m good then, I live in the desert, I see spiders just about every day 🙂  )

I’m named after the character in the Legend of Sleepy Hollow (Katrina Von Tassle) my father was reading the story and loved the name so much, he had me named about 2 years before I was born.

In my family the number 13 is thought to be lucky.  My parents were married on the 13th, my daughter was born on the 13th, when playing sports in school William’s number was 13.  (yes, I know 13 doesn’t have much to do with Halloween, I just threw this in for fun).

On All Hallows Eve (Oct 31) it’s believed the veil between our world and the spirit world is blurred.  Masks were originally worn to keep the spirits from recognizing the living.

My family loves black cats and we believe when one adopts you then you will have good luck.  We always feed stray cats too no matter what color.  They are the guardians of the underworld.

When Thomas Edison died it is believed that Henry Ford captured his last dying breath in a bottle. (wonder where that bottle is?)

Tonight, when the last light is gone

And you’re almost too sleepy to yawn

Put your ear to the wall

and hear the thing crawl

but don’t cry

it leaves before dawn . . .

What’s your favorite thing about Halloween or even what ‘scary’ notion interests you the most?  Happy Hallowe’en.

 

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Ghost Story

In my dreams last night I received the idea to change things up a bit for October.  Halloween is my second favorite holiday (Christmas is my first), so to celebrate during the month I’ll be posting odd facts, eerie questions and haunting tales; mixed in of course with my usual spiritual advice and guidance.

To start things off, I once lived in a haunted house.  Not Amityville type haunt, more like Casper haunt.  But still very much haunted.  In fact, my daughter and I lived there for 16 years, peacefully with the ghosts.  All our dogs were tormented terribly, so much so, we finally gave up trying to have dogs.  Cats were a different matter.  They were all quite happy and in fact would go out and bring other stray cats home to us.  Oddly, my wolves were quite happy also.  The ghosts never bothered them, or if they did, the wolves didn’t care.

The history of the house and land based on old, fragmented county records, is that in the 1800s it was a chicken farm.  When we moved and were landscaping we found the remnants of old building foundations which we dug out and disposed of.  The main house had been a small 3 room house which was built onto over the years to install a bathroom, plumbing in the kitchen, and to add 2 bedrooms.  Based on the same county records, different members of the same family had owned the property for over 100 years.

From the moment we moved in my daughter and I heard strange sounds.  I have clairaudience, so I heard whispers, fragmented voices and breathing.  She heard thumping noises in the walls, and banging sounds, specifically along the wall which separated her bedroom from the kitchen.  I could walk into the kitchen and find every single cabinet door standing open.  I would close the cabinet doors and within minutes, sometimes seconds they would all re-open; as if someone were walking past, opening each one by one.  Many small, personal items disappeared, especially if I left them on the bathroom sink.  Earrings, caps off lotion bottles, even cups or pieces of clothing.  I would search diligently to no avail and then days, maybe weeks later the item would return right where I lost (left) it.

One day while I was home alone, I was walking from the laundry room into the livingroom, as I glanced across the living room into my daughter’s bedroom I saw 3 people, 2 women and a man standing there smiling at me. They were dressed in clothing common for 1800s farmers.  I was so stunned to see them so clearly, I stood there in silence for several seconds and then they shimmered out.  I immediately went into the bedroom and began trying to talk to them, but they were either gone (to where ever ghosts go) or were not interested in having a conversation at that time.

When my daughter was in middle school, a friend asked to spend the night.  About 2:00 in the morning the girls woke me because apparently one of the ghosts had frightened my daughter’s friend.  The poor child said she woke up and there was a woman standing over her staring at her in a very stern way.  We all spent the rest of the night in the living room with the lights on and after breakfast my daughter’s friend went home.  She did come back to visit after that but always left before dark.

On another occasion a friend of mine was visiting and we were watching a movie.  Suddenly my friend touched my arm and said there was a man in the house.  I told her this was impossible, no one could get in as the entire property was fenced and there were 3 large wolves in the yard.  No one was in the house. She insisted that a blonde man in his thirties had looked around the corner between the dining room and living room and smiled at her.  She was so certain we had to search the entire house, even closets and the shower to be sure there wasn’t someone in the house.  After that incident, she never stayed to visit after dark either.

One signature move of my ghosts was they loved to make a sound like the back door was slamming, then they walked through the kitchen into the dining room, stopping at the dining room table.  They would do this over and over and over.  My daughter and I gave up going to look for anyone, we knew it was the ghosts.  My future son-in-law was not so brave.  I actually frightened him one day as I was coming home from work.  I entered the back door, walked through the kitchen and placed my purse on the dining room table, I went into the living room and said hello to him. He literally jumped out of the recliner to his feet.  Then he began half-laughing, half almost crying (he was 18 at the time), the ghosts had been traveling across the kitchen into the dining room for over an hour and when he heard me, he thought it was them.

So, I think you get the picture of our lives with ghosts.  They never really harmed anyone and were never aggressive in any way.  Most people can’t live with ghosts, my daughter didn’t mind and I actually liked them. When I finally moved from there into a smaller, not haunted house, I missed them.

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Is It Any Wonder?

In honor of Father’s Day, Jenny Keller Ford opened her blog for anyone who wished to write a letter to their father, grandfather, uncle or any other dad. Of course, I wrote a letter to my grandfather and my father.  Check out her blog for my letters.

I speak about both these men in my blogs from time to time, so, for Father’s Day I thought it would be fun to post this:

    The top picture is me and my dad when I was about 8, and the bottom picture is me with my granddaddy, my uncle Bud, and my first horse, Ranger. I was probably 7 or 8 months old in this pic.

Is it any wonder men have trouble with me?  Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there and happy Sunday to all you women.

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Memorial Day

When my brother was a toddler he would wander off which was totally against the rules. We were not allowed to leave the parameters of our yard. Which was a good sized place to play. Plus we had trees to climb, and some landscape to hide in. Yet he always wandered farther than he was supposed to. One day, my mom asked him why he kept wandering off and tried to explain to him that this frightened her because she didn’t know where he was and if he was safe. His reply was “I know where I am.”

Today as we pause our daily routines to Honor all our loved ones who have passed from our world and now reside with the Spirits, here is a song to comfort us that those we miss so much know where they are and they know they are safe “In the Arms of the Angels.”

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