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
