When I was a child, the magic of the Christmas tree was probably my favorite thing of the season. The joy of lying on the floor next to the tree, squinting at its lights so they blurred and sent out shoots of color, was fabulous, and added to the fantastical tales I would tell myself in that magic place at that magic moment.
Now that I'm the one who decorates the tree and sees the excitement and joy in children's eyes when they get near it, I'm reminded of those daydreams and those magical moments. Far from thinking those feelings belong only to children, though, what a sense of joy it is to remember how powerful they are, and how deeply embedded imagination and magic are in the human psyche. Even the grown up kind!
Wishing you all wonderful holiday magic, whatever your source may be. May we all be available to and touched by the thrill of imagination that takes us to incredible places in our minds.
Linda
Sounds like your creativity started at a very young age Linda! The holidays are a wonderful time for reminding us that magic is real. Thank you for sharing your story!
ReplyDeleteI love that, Heather. Magic is real. Sure seems like it, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Linda--- just as your tree is! So, you didn't think I was nuts taking pictures. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking those childhood stories should come out in print. What do you think?
Thank you so much for sharing a bit of your past. Happy Holidays!
There was film in that camera, Karlene??? Just kidding. The tree thanks you! Happy Holidays to you, too.
ReplyDeleteWonderful inspiration, Linda. I remember doing the same thing...lying on the floor looking up through the branches at the magic lights and decorations. Great memories!
ReplyDeleteThanks Jule. They are great memories!
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