The day is cold, but bright.
There is no snow to be seen, but in the air there is a feeling of Christmas.
The presents are open, the songs are sung, the stories are re-read...
The sound of joy is heard ... 





We greet each other with the news of Christ's birth, we glorify our new born Savior.
 He is the promise of salvation, he is the light.
But
I look into myself :

Am I really saved from my weaknesses and fears ?
( but " do I really want to be saved , or to be spent " Fritz Perls)
Is my heart truly a giving open heart ?
( but am I ready to get hurt when I am vulnerable ) 
Do I genuinely believe that the best  gifts come from those given ?
Am I forgiving, kind, compassionate ..?
Am I grateful enough to people who make me happy ?
Am I a part of making the world a better place as I promised to myself long ago? 
  If I strongly trust  mankind why is there still hate, anger and judgment around me ?
( or in me ?! )
Am I making the right choice of how I want to spend my precious time ?
When I try hard to " Love all and do wrong to none " why do I sometimes feel disappointed and discouraged?
Am I better today than I was yesterday; 
what about the world tomorrow when the Christmas decorations disappear ? 
 ...

 Those "bells" keep ringing and I am glad they do 
because to me Christmas Day 
is a special time to reflect on what matters and what does not (as cliche as it may sound).
I know forever that God is Love 
and 
I am thankful to him for living inside me with all his love, pure and boundless spirit, warm and radiant light.
I may need help and strength to share and give this love wherever I go to whomever I meet.
I may need help to keep the love and peace in my heart and to make that love a way of life
But 
I don't lack Hope, 
I don't lack Faith
 and
I don't lack experience ! 
 





A friend of mine wrote to me :
The magical dust of Christmas glittered on the
                                                                  cheeks of humanity ever so briefly, 
                                           reminding us  of what is worth having
                                                                  and what we were intended to be.
Dear friend,  
wherever you live around the world,
I would like my Christmas gift to you to be 

LOVE 
and 
kindness
that we should show to ourselves and to any fellow creature every day.

 It matters ! 



                                           
The poem " Christmas Bells " by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow you can read here.



Be Merry, Be Bright, Be Blessed !

THANK YOU !