It's Christmas Eve! Give me Toys!
I hope everybody has a great holiday season! For those celebrating Christmas, you know how exciting and fun Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are--especially if you have young children in your family. I feel like a little kid myself. My family will gather at the home of one of my sister's tonight and I'm very much looking forward to the laughter and excitement of my nephews.
So I hope this coming year brings lots of good things to everybody. But remember, the best things in life we create, we design, we bring about through our efforts. So don't wait around for some present to make you happy. Try something new this year!
Five years ago this New Year's Eve I took my first ski lesson. Pulling into that lot I felt as anxiety ridden as I did my first day of 7th grade. I thought I was "too old" to be doing what most skiers had taken care of when they were kids. Well after loathing the idea of getting out of the car I dismissed such negative thinking and I've had an absolute blast the past 5 years. So take it from me, you are not too old. In 2008 do what you always wanted to but never did. Return to school! Do what makes you happy. You don't have to be perfect. Try new things, fall down, be imperfect. So what!
As I've said here before by quoting Joseph Campbell: Follow your bliss and invisible hands will come to your aid.
I wish everybody the absolute best in 2008! It will be the best year ever for you if you make that effort. Let's all hope for Peace on Earth!
And for those who are Christian, this poem is a beauty on Christmas Eve:
One Solitary Life
Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher.
He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself...
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth – His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is a centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.
I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that were ever built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life.