Tag Archives: Christmas


A Wish For This Season

May you sail through the season
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A Christmas Dream (Again)

Inside light glows,/ And warm decorations/ Gleam cheerfully/ In the prickly embrace/ Of the evergreen boughs… Continue reading


Blessed Be Your Little Ship

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Blessed be your little ship
And all who travel on her…
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Give a Little Light

May you give a little light, share a little love, have hope and bring hope to those around you; may you find a star and be a star when times are dark and share your sun’s warmth and light when all around you is bright.
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I Am – You Are

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…Whispering on
Through the darkest blue
Of a starry night
To a place of love
To a place of peace… Continue reading


A Christmas Dream

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…Following a star path
Through the soft murmurs
And restless rustling
Of the night-bathed world… Continue reading


A Dream of Doves

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May you dream of doves,
Of a peace that rests
Gentle as a drift
Of pure white feathers
On your sleeping shoulders… Continue reading

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays: A wish for love and joy

Margaret Mair, A Christmas Card for 2013, Original art

Margaret Mair, A Christmas Card for 2013, Original art

May you sail through the season
With love and joy,
The winds behind you,
Your boat rocking gently
Over calm blue seas,
And the horizon
Wrapped around you
In a warm celestial hug.
Words and painting by Margaret Mair

On Joy and Sorrow and Christmas Wishes

Margaret Mair, Nature's Cathedral, Original Art

Margaret Mair, Nature’s Cathedral, Original Art

I know what I want for Christmas. I want Love. Because with Love, Peace and Joy are possible, Respect is always there, and Sorrow becomes more bearable.

No matter what the season joy and sorrow entwine, intermingle. We find that the higher the one, the deeper the other. It’s only in times of contemplation that we look back and, weighing them, find they both have their place in our lives.

Joy comes from rising above sorrow; sorrow from losing that which has given you joy.

“When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.”

So wrote Khalil Gibran in Joy and Sorrow.

As I write many of us are consumed by sorrow at the deaths of the young children in Newtown. Deaths that came before they had time to experience their full share of life, of joys and sorrows. And we hurt for the adults who died with them, and for the families and friends left behind.

Faced with such sadness, how do we find our way back to joy and not wonder at ourselves for feeling happiness again? And yet we cannot live always in sorrow – we are creatures of hope, looking forward to better things and trying to find our way to them.

Perhaps the greatest joy will come in finding ways to make this world one in which such heartrending things will not happen so easily. In contemplation we may look at the path that took us here; with thought we may learn from all that happened along the way; with hope we may find a new way forward.

I am hoping. And wishing hope and love for you.

Christmas Pleasures

Viggo Johansen, Merry Christmas, 1891

Viggo Johansen, Merry Christmas, 1891

With Christmas almost here, I’d like to share a couple of my favorite Christmas paintings. I love them for the gentle atmosphere they create, the sense of pleasure and anticipation I find in them.

The first is Viggo Johannsen’s painting of Christmas Eve festivities at home in Denmark in 1891.

The family is dancing around a tree lit with candles and decorated with home-made decorations. They hold hands and sing as they wait for the arrival of the Julemanden, the Christmas Man, and his sack of gifts. They have already been to church, eaten a festive dinner, had the Christmas story read.

The glow from the candles lights up the tree and reflects softly off the room’s walls. We glimpse furniture, vases, paintings, a bust. The children’s faces glow in the candlelight as they gaze at the tree.

It is a family time.  Everyone is involved, engaged, younger and older enjoying themselves together.

Carl Larsson, Christmas Morning, 1894

Carl Larsson, Christmas Morning, 1894

The second is Carl Larsson’s painting of Christmas Morning in Sweden, in 1894.  In it he shares the pleasure children find in gifts well given.

These children are playing with the presents they received on Christmas Eve – a pair of skates, a model ship, a sword and helmet, a doll, a book, a pail filled with small objects. The candles on their Christmas wreath are lit; we glimpse the Christmas tree, quiet and unlit now, in the background.

Each child is absorbed in what they are doing. Imagining, anticipating, playing – you can see their happiness.

It’s the happiness in these paintings that draws me in, and a sense of unspoiled pleasures.

I hope you enjoy them too.