I don’t want a lot for Christmas. There’s just one thing I need. Don’t care about the presents, shopping, or a Christmas tree – could we unblur the lines between good and bad? Make my wish come true, all I want for Christmas is less celebration of Black Hats (or Red Hats with Fur Trim), more celebration of White Hats (and cookies, definitely cookies).
We cheer for serial killers, drug lords, mobsters; glamorize celebrities and corporate fat cats – I hear they can even become President.
We’re allegedly repulsed by the violence, greed, self-absorption yet…we’re mesmerized.
Look at Santa. Or should I say: Santa Claus, Pere Noel, Father Christmas, SinterKlaas, St. Nicholas, Dun Che Lao Ren, Kris Kringle?Secret Santa indeed…he needs many aliases, with all the break and enters; sure, he leaves gifts but also a lingering sense of unease.
I opened up Facebook this morning to check the Dream Big fan page and the first post I see on my personal page is “I hope today is a better day than yesterday”. Apparently this person had a bad day yesterday and was speaking to the universe in order to gain favor and have a great day today. I wonder, though, if having a good or bad day is up to us or up to happenstance?
I believe we are each the author of our own life. We have the power in our mind to maintain perspective and keep a positive view of things which in turn helps to make every day a better day. To hope for a better day, in my opinion, is all about attitude. You either allow events to impact you so greatly that you take on a bad mood…or you let events run off you like water off a duck’s back. Of course I am talking about daily life stuff, not death, critical injuries, miscarriages, disease diagnoses, etc.
I try to maintain the perspective that I am in control of the way I respond to what happens around me throughout the day. I cannot control what happens but I can control me.