A Letter from Santa

 

Oh gather ye round all my children

For I have a tale to tell of the dawning of man

She and He came to Earth a long time ago

To celebrate this life that had been given and that was blessed

Oh what wonders befell them as they ventured forth on the Earth

To discover their being in all that mattered

It was never meant to be difficult this journey through time

Only a gentle romp through the woodlands and across the plains

Do not despair, my fragile friends, for you have only gone astray temporarily

He who knows all and sees all is here to guide you back

To that gentle place inside where the poetry of your Soul resides

I have written many stories and poems to you over time

To advise you of this sacred place within

You faltered on your journey outward and failed to notice the signs

So I came to you often, in prose, in poetry and in rhyme

Each year at this time you remember me softly

In the heart of your yearning womb

You can feel that presence sublime, pulsing within your frame

More alive at this time than throughout the year

We of the ethereal realms reach you better now it seems

For your hearts are more open and we are easier to find

You receive us because you want us and we, in turn, find our way to you

Have you ever wondered how this all started?

Where it began, this special time?

You call it Christmas; we call it Love

In our world it makes no difference, as long as you feel the pulse inside

Remember when you were young and oh so eager then too

Awaiting Santa’s reindeer to appear on your roof

You believed so easily then in the power of the mind

You never doubted that He would arrive

Your parents helped with the story, taught to them in their youth

And so on, and so on, all the way back in time

Now you await your truth again, in the eyes of the children before you

They are here to remind you of what you once knew

That the Power of Love has existed since before time

Since before there was an Earth or Heaven above

And the Power of Love insisted that it be known through time

So this purpose of yours came to be born

So many of you chose to come on this journey

To learn all that you could about Life

Here on this Earth you can see afar

Out to the planets and the stars suspended in the sky

They teach of vastness, of triumph, and of destiny too

They teach you to dream and to look way beyond whom you think you are

These beacons of Light, you can take deep into your heart

And rekindle the flame that once burned bright

You are great, you are His sacred ones

Sent forward from the Light

Here to learn “what you can do” to spread this message

That all is really right with this world

In spite of the troubles that lurk about

You see this eternal flame that burns brightly from within

Is not ashamed of its presence, to have itself be known

Its power is eternal, It is not shy

To be expressed is all that It asks

So on Christmas morning, when you awake

Remember this message from deep in your Soul

You are not lost, you are not forsaken

You are to be found where your feelings reside

Right in your Heart center, where the truth breaks out

There can be no mistaking that He has taken hold

And His message is not to be forgotten

For it is of the greatest story that has ever been told

When each of you surrenders to this guiding Light

Another star lights up the sky to cast its beam into the “forever void”

Pushing back the darkness a little further

Every time someone finds their way Home

Isn’t it a great story that you all get to play a part in?

A piece of living history that unfolds itself through you

You are of the Light Everlasting

You are a Beacon of His Love

Your are a Star in His “forever army”

Of His life, and purpose, and oh yes, so much more

Do not be ashamed of your Being any longer

It is sacred; you must know this without a doubt

He does not cast Himself in rubble, or in stone

Only into the hearts of those whose love can be like His

This is our tale of Christmas, a message we give to you

In a package that has shaped itself through your living history

Each year we bring to you another such message

To be added to the vast annals of unfolding time

Teach your children this truth of the Light Everlasting

Show them that It resides within

Take no stock in what others tell you

Of this or that not being the true path

Only theirs, or so they claim

The true path for all is illumined by one’s Soul

And that Soul was His to begin

Now it is yours to take you forward through Life

To learn and then teach what truth you acquire

Everyone has purpose, and love and magic too

Everyone has meaning in the Grand Design

To be sure, that is His Way

To provide that which is needed to sing His praises

Throughout the annals of time

To sing His praises is to sing your own

For you are of Him who has sent forth His Son

His Son is you, you see

And you are His to be sure

Till the end of time, and of course, beyond that as well

As we bid farewell to this magical mystery tour

In prose, in poetry and in rhyme

We return to where It began, the very first Christmas

Somewhere near the dawning of time

Merry Christmas We say to you all

From Santa . . . and from . . . the Divine