You have been that one constant throughout the ups and downs of life. You are a symbol of what “could be” in the world, if we could all just BELIEVE…
You have taught me to believe in something bigger than this earth. You have taught me that GIFTS aren’t always what they seem. True GIFTS are what make a person smile, holding the hand of a loved one, listening to the laughter around you, and spending TIME with those that lift you up and love you.
Thank you SANTA for continuing to share your MAGIC with children and adults from each generation.
I BELIEVE in your “Spirit of Christmas” and I always will…
Love Always, Pam
P.S. Merry Christmas!!
That’s a Wrap…
There was peace in the air, as the kids were away.
Mommy grabbed her coffee and decided to wrap today.
She sat by the tree, nestled in the paper and bows.
She wrapped and tied the gifts with love, as only Santa knows.
Several minutes went by and she wrapped it all up.
She smiled with each gift and drank from her coffee cup.
She hummed a tune, and then looked around the empty room.
Disney Junior was on the TV! Ummmm… Boom!
She laughed and chuckled, as she shared her “MOMent” with friends.
She typed up some words and then pressed “Send.”
Together they giggled about her Christmas wrapping time.
Next time, they said, you’ll need some “Mom Music… with WINE…”
To start your feet….”
A couple of lyrics’s from on old song called, “That’s Dancing” by Henry Mancini. What I remember the most from dancing to that song is the beginning heartbeat….thumping….thumping….like the sound of a drum, along with the clickety, higher pitched sounds and rhythms from our tap shoes.
(In fact, I’m dancing some of those steps in my kitchen. Right. Now. Hey. It’s my floor.)
But this also made me think about our own internal “music.” That precious heartbeat that rhythmically travels through us and literally keeps us moving. Our hearts beat to different rhythms in each of us. It responds to our feelings and our activities, our thoughts and our movements.
Place your hand over your heart, over your child’s heart, over your parent’s heart. Stop. Listen. Feel it. Hear it. It’s a GIFT we carry around everyday. We literally owe our life to it in a physical way, yet if we listen in a soulful way….you can hear the whispers of LOVE….when your heart flutters at simple moments in your life.
On this Valentine’s Day, embrace your heart, your passion, your LOVE in whatever way YOU want.
Listen to the “heartbeat” of YOUR internal drum