My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree! For some of us, when we think of Christmas one of the first things that come to mind is the Tree, and those of us of a certain age may even think of poor Charlie Brown. Look at that poor Christmas Tree! Poor Charlie Brown. Yes, you may have heard of poor Charlie Brown and his Christmas Tree! Ah, poor Charlie Brown Christmas Tree! But, Charlie Brown did not let that poor Christmas Tree dampen his Christmas spirit.

Look inside yourselves and let that spirit soar. Soar high into the heavens above!

Its Christmas, The best time of the year, people seem to change for the good, with a little more love and a lot more cheer. Our dreams come alive again, and hope rises to the top. Families smile and grin and some how we find the means to shop, even though we only have a little to give, we love a lot.

Feel the spirit, breathe it in deep, and then try to share it. For those Christmas memories are ours to keep filled with love, kindness, and Christmas Merit.

For me, Christmas isn’t just a time for celebrating the joys of the present; it’s also a time for celebrating the memories of Christmases past. A time for remembering the anticipation that kept your little heart pounding and your eyes open as you reluctantly laid head to pillow on Christmas Eve, listening for the scratch of reindeer hooves on your rooftop. For recalling the swell of joy as you awakened the next morning, your mind barely able to absorb the fact that after 364 long days of waiting, Christmas Day was finally, finally here.

It might be clichéd to discuss keeping this feeling all year ’round, but if we could capture it and keep it in a jar, it would be the most wonderful thing. This season, this “plentitude of peace” we feel at this time of year is perfect – it might not last long enough for some. Whether you believe in God or Santa, both or neither – Christmas is wonderful. It’s magical, indeed it’s one of the last magical things we have left.

Blissemas is… Cinnamon, snow flurries, mixed spice, oranges, red, gold, green, silver, bells, pine needles, miracles, Santa, Muppets Christmas Carol, Christmas “specials” re-runs, Home, Family, Warmth, Twinkling fairy lights, Love, Tinsel, Music!! It’s Driving Home for Christmas.. It’s freezing nights, food and drink, sharing and coming together.

It’s Blissemas and it’s a miracle. Every year.