The evergreen tree…solid and firm on the landscape even in the darkest of winter. Stalwart on the landscape. Green cones pointing ever upwards. A combination of the perfection of the circle and the unchallenged strength of the triangle, pointing us upward to our highest of selves and the Truth of everlasting life.
The red balls… distant cousins of the red apples that originally donned the first Christmas trees. The apples… symbols of the knowledge that led Adam and Eve out of the garden as they began the journey that would take them from birth, towards individuation, on through authorship and control and back through the circle to the realization that they are true but partial. From which point, they would yield again to the will of the mystery and return from whence they came. From whence they truly never left. And the circle would be what it always has been…ONE.
The wreath…describing that perfect form, the circle. The one that nobody has ever seen though every one of us can conceptualize. The One from which all things come.
The candles…be they flame or halogen, reminding us that darkness disappears in the light of our Knowing.
The presents…objects wrapped in mystery, to help us feel into the Truth that it is OK not to know everything. That sometimes the answers are not ours to know. And of course that we are human and have, as such, the miracle of relationship from which we can experience so much giving and receiving in all the forms they wear.
The Carols…where we can hear how amazing the timbres and ranges, of our voices singing as one, can bring depth to the pure notes of silence.
The food…showing us how we take in and then let go. We can nourish ourselves and also let go of that which does not serve us.
The manger…where we realize that a king born in a stable is not lessened by the stable. Rather the stable, being also from the One, is equal to the king.
The Wise men…following their intuition, walking into the unknown, bowing before the mystery of life and offering their riches in service of that which was greater than themselves alone.
There is so much to find under our trees. I wish each and every one of you a very Merry Christmas, filled with meaning, depth, understanding, laughter, joy, love and story.