Christmas Treasures

Christmas Treasures are the same things that are treasured all year long. A few of them go on great adventures during the holiday season…
like Prancer, Martina’s reindeer who made the sleigh team for the second year in a row. Prancer is now officially retired from service at the North Pole.


Randall playing the guitar Mark and I gave him for his 14th birthday, in a house my Grandfather built 100 years ago. The treasure of history, heritage and continuity…

and these girls. Beauties one and all. Eli our college girl, Martina reciter of the first four lines of the Aeneid and Aleia, future Dentist.

My husband, Mark. Provider extraordinaire of love, necessities, sarcasm and warmth. (Eli knitted him the hat =D)
Laughter and happiness and beer and the ability to be perfectly happy when sitting on a piece of lawn furniture right in the middle of the living room.
Wonder. The ability of an 8 year old child to completely lose herself in her sister’s reading of, “A Visit From Saint Nick,” late, in front of a roaring fire on Christmas Eve.
A 17 year old son who loves whatever his little sister gives him for a present. How cool is that?
Then there is this part, which we don’t do except at Christmas. People who can’t understand why anyone would buy into the consumeristic BS at this time of year? Please look at that kid’s face.
These are the things that make Christmas beautiful for my family. What does it for you and yours?
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About Blue Eagle Dreamer

Shamanic High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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