Posts Tagged: christmas

christmas and the far is brought near

 

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Christmas Day with my family at Jeff and Carol's, and as always they lay on a fabulous spread and make us feel warm and welcome. Some of us are far away, in England, Alberta and USA. But, at one moment, we've got Ontario, Edmonton and Washington all in one room, bringing us as together as we can be.  In a moment like this, you can't say one bad thing about technology.

(Obviously, as I'm in the photo, I can't take credit for this "photo of the day" – the credit would go to my daughter Carly for having the sense to capture a moment.)

 

lights on the city

I don't take a lot of pride in working on Bay Street. I dig the historical address, but I don't work for, or associate myself with the suits that surround me on the sidewalks every day. I despise the big banks that own the area and who happen to be among the richest companies in Canada who hold the citizens of this country under a great big ugly warty thumb.

But like that kid I mentioned yesterday who squints her eyes to create watercolours on the night, I'm a sucker for the big mother Christmas decorations trying to out ostentatious each other in and around the towers. I love the big shiny Christmas down here.

 

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Is that wrong?

 

boxing day

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Today we loafed about visiting with my family, first over breakfast at Dad and Julie's and then over lunch of leftovers of what was a magificent meal at Jeff and Carol's.  Every Boxing Day it's the same: we're all a little tired and a little bleary and coming down off the big meal and glasses of wine and weeks-long build-up, and always I think this day is as good as Christmas itself.  It's the day in which we have time to process that everlasting lesson – how blessed we are.

boxing day

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Arriving back in Toronto after Christmas in St. Catharines.  The Princes' Gates at the Canadian National Exhibition.  

Today we loafed about visiting with my family, first over breakfast at Dad and Julie's and then over lunch of leftovers of what was a magificent meal at Jeff and Carol's.  Every Boxing Day it's the same: we're all a little tired and a little bleary and coming down off the big meal and glasses of wine and weeks-long build-up, and always I think this day is as good as Christmas itself.  It's the day in which we have time to process that everlasting lesson – how blessed we are.

merry christmas

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However you're spending this day, I hope it's filled with peace and warmth and people you love. 

merry christmas

Hall person

However you're spending this day, I hope it's filled with peace and warmth and people you love. 

 

caught…

Santa Redux 2

…lurking about in the wee hours.  An advanced visit, presumably to inspect my non-traditional Christmas Tree, under which he was standing.  I think he approved because there are some gifts.

caught

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…lurking about in the wee hours.  An advanced visit, presumably to inspect my non-traditional Christmas Tree, under which he was standing.  I think he approved because there are some gifts.

my wish for you

I hope you have a very Happy Christmas.  And whether or not you celebrate the day, I hope it's filled with lots of love, good cheer and peace in your hearts.  And I hope you carry that peace with you in the new year to come.

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thinking about the winter solstice, about an hour away

I have always loved the Winter Solstice – it begins a short period of inner peacefulness for me – a kind of peace I don’t experience at any other time in the year.  I think it’s because this time – marking the beginning of the transformation of darkness to light – has, since ancient times, been recognised as a time of renewal.  The awareness of this transformation was bred into us by our predecessors who lived so much more in tune with the universe and its rhythms and magic than we do today amidst all of our distractions.  

I find it beautiful that the hope and optimism of Winter Solstice is married with the bleakest time of year – and perhaps that’s where the feeling of peace continues to stem from.  If our predecessors could survive the dark days and frozen earth and still celebrate the promise of the gradually lengthening days and new seasons yet to come, then that courage, I think, has never left us.

I hope you’re settling into some of that peacefulness too. 

O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
~William Cowper (1731 – 1800)