Heart Connections

Survival . . . Part 2

I recently asked the question about what Christmas means in a person’s heart and I received really great replies! In this season of holiday giving, I’d like to share some of the wisdom that the loving people in my life expressed. They’ve taught me that the biggest gift of the season is one I give to myself—self love and appreciation.

My friend Carol responded that Jesus is the reason for the season. Truthfully, the old me would bristle at those words. That’s a phrase that made me cringe. I’m now at a place in my life where I know she’s right. Actualized love was born into human form on that night so long ago and is in fact living on in each one of us.

Unity folks call it Christ consciousness. They’re right too.

For me, this consciousness is love so that Christmas in my heart is centering and focusing on love no matter the circumstances or situation.

Everything that is not contained within this vessel of heart love is man-made and probably way too stressful for my preferred level of peace and comfort.

Jesus was the ultimate love shower and my example. Much of his love was pronounced through prayer. That is the way it will be for me this Christmas time—prayer and letters of love along with phone calls to wish Christmas cheer.

I’m doing my best to keep my spotlight on love and off the differences in my present relationship with Christmas. There are obvious losses, but to dwell on them creates unnecessary agony. I strive to find a healthy balance between letting my wounds fester and honoring my sacred memories and traditions. The latter are all a part of me, a part of the love that is me today.

“We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.” I embrace the past as love, wrap it up as a Christmas gift and give it to myself this year.

Heading into Christmas

A synopsis of the last 16 months:
  • By choice, relocated from Missouri to Texas
  • Ended long-term relationship
  • Left dogs, home and family behind
  • Mom diagnosed with lung cancer
  • Job intact after six months of probation
  • Lots of work travel (TSA encounters, delays, cancellations, screaming kids, rude people, etc)
  • Joyous personal travel (Galveston, TX; Park City, UT; Las Vegas; Key West, FL & Cozumel via Carnival; San Antonio, TX with 65,000 like-minded folks
  • Dallas the Cat died
  • Mom died
  • Extreme family emotion
  • Sold my house
  • Adopted Jazzy the Jack Russell
  • Highs and lows of new relationship (now evolving into life love)

The 2010 holiday season is in full swing and I’ve made the decision to honor my needs (based on the chaos described above) and go to the beach for Christmas instead of returning to my family home.  I know the decision will rattle a few bars and windows as I am cussed and discussed (or maybe that’s my ego talking) and I also know that other peoples opinions are none of my business.

After all, I carry a coin in my pocket with the inscription “to thine own self be true.”
Several days ago, I polled my Twitter and Facebook friends with the question, “What does ‘Christmas in your heart’ mean to you?” Since my Christmas holiday will contain no childhood or even adult traditions, no reminiscing with family, and most significantly, no kissing the fuzz on my mom’s chemo-d head, I needed some help in formulating a new Christmas plan, one that initiates in my heart.
Friends and family responded (Diana, what would I do without you?) with great answers, as I knew they would.  I’ll share in my next post.  In the meantime, please chime in with your thoughts on what Christmas in your heart means to you.