You look constipated, AKA, lighten up.

Posted by Sherry Roit on Tuesday, December 9, 2014 Under: Personal



For the three or so of you that have been reading, this blog will fit into a theme that I am still exploring in different forms, and have been for a few posts. For the one new person that might come along, hey! I hope you can relate.

It's that time of year, where some are depressed, some are trying to enjoy it, and some are just plain Scrooges. Many people do have a reason to feel sad about now, but I think that makes this all the more important...

 What I wonder, is how many honestly feel curmudgeonly about Christmas, and perhaps December in general, and how many are going along with the crowd, as it seems to be some sort of trend to shit on Christmas. (Or anything good?)

Now, I dislike the rank, gross greed that has infected the holiday as much as anyone, but I don't believe that this means we must throw the whole thing away. I'm not religious, but that doesn't mean there aren't things to enjoy, and I have a hunch I'm not the only one who feels this way, and that perhaps some people just aren't wanting to speak up and thus be shit on as well?

Aw, screw that. For the three or so of you that keep up, you know that I dislike this idea of guilty pleasures. That I don't have any, because I don't think anyone should feel guilty about what they like. So I hereby, for those who won't, speak out in favor of the JOY OF CHRISTMAS! I say, don't let them take this away from you, too!

C'mon, don't you recall the childlike wonder of waiting for Santa? Of that first snowflake you captured on your tongue? The beautiful silence after a good snowfall? Maybe you didn't have snow, but how about twinkly lights, Rudolph, and when happiness and anticipation seemed to overflow in people you came across? Did you ever go caroling? I have!

It's gone, you say? Well...let's get it back! Don't give it to the negative naysayers. Don't let them win. Be happy. Fly your red and green standard, and infect others. Let's reclaim this joy. The joy of just being free to be silly and have fun, and perhaps be with family, friends. The time of year when people TRIED to be nice (in the past) even if they couldn't the rest of the year? (Which would be great, but right now I'm only speaking of this moment in time.)

It starts here. Giving and receiving isn't about the money you spent, the physical present you gifted or got. It's in the spirit. Give a smile. A helping hand. Enjoy the friendly gesture gifted to you, learn how to RECEIVE, instead of grumbling about the crowds, or whatever, and going along with the negative crap. Be the light.

You think that's cheesy? I don't care. I'm going to grin like an idiot at the Santa downtown with a VERY REAL white beard, and go back to the time I believed - still believe, because he represents a spirit, the spirit of giving and receiving, of joy, not just some myth giving now store bought toys.

Do I sound like that Peanuts special, yet? Well...it has a point. A very good point. Remember when those made you smile? Do you recall that when you got older, the deeper meaning of, gee, a cartoon, finally struck you?

I do. And I'm holding onto it now, because I cannot thrive on negativity, and neither can you. 

Give someone a smile. A hand with their bags. A chocolate kiss...

And if someone says Merry Christmas, don't worry about whether you're religious or not, don't immediately decide that they must be trying to insult you, those damned rude people. Because I promise you, they are not. They just want to spread some cheer. A heart felt MERRY CHRISTMAS isn't about belittling anyone's beliefs, it's about good will towards all men, and knowing how to give, whether it be a moment of time, or something more.

That's not about religion. Learn how to receive it. You may be surprised to find that you feel just a little better, and you start to crave it, and next you know, you're giving it back. Just like Scrooge.

Welcome to your childhood. It never left you. You abandoned that little version of you, and that's not okay. It doesn't need to be that way. Little you still wants to play, to take things at face value.

Give that to yourselves, will ya? And in case I don't see you later:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!! 

I'll be over there by the brightest, sparkliest, Clark Griswold-est house I can find, feeling like I'm six-years-old again.




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Tags: christmas  cheer 
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You look constipated, AKA, lighten up.

Posted by Sherry Roit on Tuesday, December 9, 2014 Under: Personal



For the three or so of you that have been reading, this blog will fit into a theme that I am still exploring in different forms, and have been for a few posts. For the one new person that might come along, hey! I hope you can relate.

It's that time of year, where some are depressed, some are trying to enjoy it, and some are just plain Scrooges. Many people do have a reason to feel sad about now, but I think that makes this all the more important...

 What I wonder, is how many honestly feel curmudgeonly about Christmas, and perhaps December in general, and how many are going along with the crowd, as it seems to be some sort of trend to shit on Christmas. (Or anything good?)

Now, I dislike the rank, gross greed that has infected the holiday as much as anyone, but I don't believe that this means we must throw the whole thing away. I'm not religious, but that doesn't mean there aren't things to enjoy, and I have a hunch I'm not the only one who feels this way, and that perhaps some people just aren't wanting to speak up and thus be shit on as well?

Aw, screw that. For the three or so of you that keep up, you know that I dislike this idea of guilty pleasures. That I don't have any, because I don't think anyone should feel guilty about what they like. So I hereby, for those who won't, speak out in favor of the JOY OF CHRISTMAS! I say, don't let them take this away from you, too!

C'mon, don't you recall the childlike wonder of waiting for Santa? Of that first snowflake you captured on your tongue? The beautiful silence after a good snowfall? Maybe you didn't have snow, but how about twinkly lights, Rudolph, and when happiness and anticipation seemed to overflow in people you came across? Did you ever go caroling? I have!

It's gone, you say? Well...let's get it back! Don't give it to the negative naysayers. Don't let them win. Be happy. Fly your red and green standard, and infect others. Let's reclaim this joy. The joy of just being free to be silly and have fun, and perhaps be with family, friends. The time of year when people TRIED to be nice (in the past) even if they couldn't the rest of the year? (Which would be great, but right now I'm only speaking of this moment in time.)

It starts here. Giving and receiving isn't about the money you spent, the physical present you gifted or got. It's in the spirit. Give a smile. A helping hand. Enjoy the friendly gesture gifted to you, learn how to RECEIVE, instead of grumbling about the crowds, or whatever, and going along with the negative crap. Be the light.

You think that's cheesy? I don't care. I'm going to grin like an idiot at the Santa downtown with a VERY REAL white beard, and go back to the time I believed - still believe, because he represents a spirit, the spirit of giving and receiving, of joy, not just some myth giving now store bought toys.

Do I sound like that Peanuts special, yet? Well...it has a point. A very good point. Remember when those made you smile? Do you recall that when you got older, the deeper meaning of, gee, a cartoon, finally struck you?

I do. And I'm holding onto it now, because I cannot thrive on negativity, and neither can you. 

Give someone a smile. A hand with their bags. A chocolate kiss...

And if someone says Merry Christmas, don't worry about whether you're religious or not, don't immediately decide that they must be trying to insult you, those damned rude people. Because I promise you, they are not. They just want to spread some cheer. A heart felt MERRY CHRISTMAS isn't about belittling anyone's beliefs, it's about good will towards all men, and knowing how to give, whether it be a moment of time, or something more.

That's not about religion. Learn how to receive it. You may be surprised to find that you feel just a little better, and you start to crave it, and next you know, you're giving it back. Just like Scrooge.

Welcome to your childhood. It never left you. You abandoned that little version of you, and that's not okay. It doesn't need to be that way. Little you still wants to play, to take things at face value.

Give that to yourselves, will ya? And in case I don't see you later:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!! 

I'll be over there by the brightest, sparkliest, Clark Griswold-est house I can find, feeling like I'm six-years-old again.




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Tags: christmas  cheer 
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