Have you ever watched the nightly news when a life changing tragedy strikes a family in the late fall or early December? Maybe something traumatic like their house burning down. When they interview the survivors, they all say a similar thing. have a similar response, “I am just so sad that the kids won’t get their Christmas presents this year”. That is a sure sign that priorities are skewed.
We put incredible pressure on ourselves to pump the complete joyful experience of childhood into our loved ones for that one day. Layers upon layers of programming create this dedication to having a perfect holiday experience.
When I was a child I always wondered why we could only be nice to each other as Christmas loomed near. Why couldn’t we keep that going all year round? I still wonder that. Why can’t we divvy up all that holiness and goodwill and dispense it every day of the year.
If we doubt the fact that our responses have been programmed in, simply look at how we become so irrational on Black Friday. Supposedly sane people get out of a warm bed after a day of resting and feasting just so they can get a so-called deal on an item. To me this is the worst adulteration of humanity. Holidays were initially a time to come together and replenish our connections and love for our families.
That sacred time has been cut short by our Pavlovian response to advertising: Go out and spend money.
We have become breathing, walking, spending machines. This one factor has diminished our relevance to the group dynamics of humanity. We are valued to the extent that we can contribute to the financial bottom line of society. This is the adulteration of humanity. Every individual that buys into the mass illusion of the spending craze, diminishes the worth of the individual that much more.
Many people become depressed around the holidays. Here is a list of contributing factors that aren’t usually taken into account.
- Not having enough money to spend: We are removed from all that warm fuzzy brainwashing that spending bestows as a reward.
- Walking into a pool of sadness from someone else who is sad, and adopting it as your own
- Bad feelings around holidays can be inherited from your parents. If they had a traumatic event happen around the holidays their dismal outlook may inevitably pass down to their children even without them saying a word.
- Holiday memories from childhood that are so inflated that they are literally impossible to recreate.
- Sensitivity to the trees that are massacred every year with indifference. Trees do indeed have feelings and when they are killed indifferently, those who benefit from their death can feel their sadness as their life force slips out into their home.
- The contrast between the amount of joy one we expect in that one day compared to the rest of our lives is disheartening. Especially if we are fearful that we are going to miss our wad of joy for that particular year.
- Feeling disconnected on the holidays because we are not being programmed properly to dismiss the insanity behind what drives the whole holiday season.
- The contrast between what the original purpose of the holiday and what it has become.
- Lack of ability to opt out the insanity because of the overwhelming thoroughness of the way society bombards us with it.
All these things contribute to the group experience of the holidays. Notice how the glitz gets louder and brighter each year? This is to capture our waning attention. The outer light and outer sounds are reflective, in general, of our own inner light and tapping into an inner actual celestial music. This can all be done without spending a dime or lifting a finger.
If you want to regain the sacredness of the holiday spirit, remove yourself from the energetic shouting match that the holidays have become. People will lean in to listen to a whisper. Instead of being so overtly obvious about the holidays, why not spend it quietly and humbly and treat it like a whisper.
As for giving your family a great memory; do you really remember all the gifts that were given over the years? Most people remember the times that went wrong. They see in hindsight all the sweet special moments that were etched in their heart by the mishaps of life. Why not consciously imprint the little moments in your families heart by teaching then how to give on the holiday? Instead of running to a mall, why not run to a soup kitchen to volunteer. Those memories and lessons are more priceless than any bought gift; even if they are receive begrudgingly.
Oh..and stop killing trees! They are sacred treasures o the land.