Can You Feel It?

Card02Can you feel the bubbling up of Christmas cheer.  It is in the heartfelt greetings from familiar folk and the genuine smiles of strangers.  Part of me would like it to happen every day but then I think it might lose it’s sparkle and warmth.

I remember as a child walking down the main street of our little town at Christmas.  Almost everyone we met was someone we knew and we would call each other by name and extend a Christmas greeting.  The older men would tip their hats to the ladies and children would linger anxiously while friends stopped to chat.  It was different when you knew everyone but even when you don’t the feeling of joy extended to one another remains.

I began to feel it today when I gave Christmas greetings to the young people on my bus who wouldn’t be with us tomorrow.  I don’t care if you call it the feeling of Christmas or the Joy of the Season but it is alive and well and I like it.

I’m not sure how I would describe the feeling of Christmas to someone who has never experienced it.  I think it might be the warmth of a fire on a cold night, mixed with the feel of cold snowflakes on your eyelashes.  There is a dash of nostalgia which is like nutmeg on eggnog.  Somewhere in the background are fond memories which melt joyfully like shortbread in our mouths and a hint of cloves hovers over the toothache like pain of not having loved ones near.

As you walk through the stores and drive down the road take that sweet taste of the season with you and share it.  It will be gone all too soon.


About Peggy Guiler

You just never know what show up on my blog. As the name implies it is about the stuff of life just like Spilt Milk. Everyday events spark thought and contemplation. Special events in the community, the country or the world may strike a cord and get me talking. Sometimes it's about people in my life or circumstances, sometimes about my garden, sometimes about a book or a political issue. Always it's about something I am passionate about. In my business, River of Hope Enterprises (, I work as an "Certified Coach" (International Coach Federation), a trainer, consultant and speaker. and as a spiritual director. I also drive a school bus to keep the wolf from the door while I build my business. I love the kids on the bus (most of the time). My family is grown and I have three grandkids who thrill my heart but I don't get to see any of them very often. Circumstances of life have made "family" difficult. My son died by suicide at age 16 in 2000 and the strain on our family relationships since has been huge. Mental health is a field where I worked for almost 22 years and where I still do some consulting and training. That combined with my own battle with depression and my son's death weave together to form some of my greatest soap box items: suicide intervention, suicide bereavement and peer support in mental health are right on the top of my list. Social justice is an underlying passion. Keeping the wolf from the door as a single parent was full-time work and my career path as a journalists was augmented with cleaning contracts, cooking, retail clerk, and bartending. I have known hard work and am grateful for the experience and perspective it has given me. A firmly grounded faith and a passion for learning has now taken me toward a new field as a Spiritual Director and I am soon adding to that a license to marry people. As I move toward retirement I am very aware that I have to keep working so I chose to do things which will meet my modest financial needs and also my love of supporting people in their life journey. Woven into all of this is my love of writing. Trained as a Journalist, and having worked in the field as a freelance news writer for many years, I have a great love for writing. This blog is a new beginning for me. As I hone my skills and begin to form a daily discipline of writing I hope it will lead to more writing in the future.
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