Merry Christmas
So this is Christmas. Actually Christmas Eve eve. And much is stirring. I can’t say that I feel very Christmas-y, however. I feel more saturnalian. It has been an extraordinary year, and 1999 may well turn out to be a remarkable springboard for even more to come.
Though I entered my fiftieth year, there have been a bunch of firsts in my life. For instance, this erstwhile liberal-Democrat from Massachusetts acquired a couple of guns , and a license to carry a concealed weapon. Oh my. But I do feel safer.
Speaking of safe, March 5th of this year I took my first flight lesson. June 27th I solo’d for the first time. And October 10th, I took my check ride and got my private pilot’s license. Now, the fellow who taught me how to fly is not only one of my best friends, but I am the marketing director for his new airline fixed base operation.
In late August I created a new forum — or outlet, if you will — for my wit and wisdom, such as it is. I created the SetonnoteS web site. Over a billion people have access to SetonnoteS every day.
In October, I took my first serious vacation — and my first trip outside of the country -- in decades...a belated honeymoon to the United Kingdom.
On our trip, I met my sister Julia. It wasn’t that I hadn’t known her, but I hadn’t really. We talked as we never had before, creating a new and important bond.
One of the grandest developments in the past twelve months has been Linda’s embracing of collaborative law. Where family law disputes are settled between the parties, instead of by the merciless exigencies of a black-robed fumblers. Collaboration instead of confrontation. Linda is one of the pioneers, and if pride weren’t a sin...aw shucks, I’m very proud of her.
Some year, huh? But I still don’t feel Christmas-y. Maybe it’s because we’re having sunshine every day instead of rain, and the temperature has been climbing over seventy. But I think it’s deeper. This commercialism has gotten totally out of hand. We may remember the reason for the season, but it is only between shopping and wrapping and sending and returning.
I think we should give gifts to others when the fancy strikes us, all year around, and not cram everything into a few hours of a December morning. Let us clear away the things, and instead think about the Christ consciousness, and how it came through us these last twelve months.
How did we bestow ourselves upon our cherished planet Earth, and how will we do it better next year? Because there’s ever more to give.
And that’s SetonnoteS for Christmas 1999...I’m Tony Seton.
[Home]
SetonnoteS