Friday, December 28, 2012

In Loving Memory Of One Unique Lady

December shaped up to be a dark and dreary month as friends and members of In The Dark lost a friend, member and administrator.  Joni Gardner was lost to a house fire she did not escape from earlier in December.  The loss has been profound for her friends who have really rallied around one another to pay tribute to her fun loving spirit and nature. To say goodbye and remember such a wild and wonderful woman.

Joni will be best remembered by me as a mother and friend.  I met Joni online and was drawn to her unique character from the start.  We seemed to be in the same places and ended up with the same friends and connections online for a few years.  Inevitably she joined my website and became a valuable contributor who shed her insight into many matters which normally included love and peace.  She had an eye for beautiful pictures and graphics and I always enjoyed reading what she had posted on the sites we shared.

Joni was not a friend I knew as well as I should have.  Sometimes when you travel in internet circles there are also dramas and gossip.  Some people end up guarding themselves carefully while I do know Joni was not one of those.  She was always speaking her mind and did not know the meaning of laying low but many times over she did not strike me as disrespectful to any involved when she spoke upon her views or a situation we may have become involved in.  I admired her for being true to herself and for her style and intelligence.

She was a hippy and somewhat older than me but she really did inspire me to take a closer look at things.  I have never been a conformist and I think she must have had that sense of me which meant we just got along the majority of the time.  We teased one another about being rainbow riders and finding that rainbow connection.  We shared laughs but the time was way too short.  I was very shy where she was very open and out there.  We did not get to talk and chat the way we might have had we more time.  I will always regret not spending more time with her.  I could never ever forget a friend who expressed she only wanted my happiness. She once encouraged me to go for it as far as mending my shortcomings for my son.  In the end she was always on my side and quick to share a positive thought.

I thank you Joni Gardner for being who you were.  So beautiful and so loving.  What we didn't get to in this life I sure hope we will in the next.  Until we meet again....


Joni Rae Gardner
January 26, 1956 - December 13, 2012




Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Legend of the Christmas Stocking

A Christmas stocking refers to an empty sock or sock-shaped bag that children hang on Christmas Eve in the belief that it is to be filled with presents by Santa Claus. The gifts are generally of a small nature, consisting generally of small toys, goodies like candies and fruits, coins or other such items that are often referred to as stocking stuffers or stocking fillers. The bigger gifts are wrapped in present papers and placed near the Christmas tree.

The tradition of Christmas stockings is said to have originated from the actions of a kind noble man named Nicholas, who was born in 280 AD, in Patara, a city of Lycia, in Asia Minor. While still young, his wealthy parents died in an epidemic. A true follower of Jesus Christ's principles, Nicholas became a Christian priest and used all his riches to help the poor, the needy, the sick, and the suffering. He dedicated his life in the service of God and was made Bishop of Myra at a young age. Bishop Nicholas became known throughout the land for his kindness and generosity. A true celibate, Nicholas never married and had no children of his own. But he loved children greatly and often gave gifts to the kids of his hometown. This is why, he became known as the gift giver of Myra. A rich man, he traveled across the country helping people, giving gifts of money and other presents. However, Nicholas always gave his gifts late at night, so that his identity would remain a secret. He did not like to be seen when he gave away presents, so the children of the day were told to go to sleep quickly or he would not come! Nicholas was eventually named the patron saint of children and sailors (because of his concern for sailors and ships) and came to be known as Saint Nicholas.

Through the centuries many stories and legends have been told of Saint Nicholas' life and deeds. One popular account tells us of a poor peasant who lived happily in a small cottage in Patara, Saint Nicholas' hometown, with his wife and three daughters. But their happiness was short-lived when the wife suddenly died of an illness one day, leaving the poor man and his three daughters in despair. All the burden of household chores now fell upon the daughters while their father trudged on with his life with a heavy heart.

When the daughters reached a marriageable age, the poor father became even more depressed for he knew he could in no way marry them off to good men. In those days a young woman's father had to offer prospective husbands something of value - a dowry. Without a dowry, this poor man's daughters were unlikely to marry. The helpless father looked around desperately for some solution while her daughters did their own cooking, sewing and cleaning.

Meanwhile, Saint Nicholas had come to know of the poor peasant and his daughters. Knowing the financial condition of the father, the kindly saint decided to help him. But he wanted to do this secretly. So he went to the peasant's house one night with a bag of gold and waited for the family to go to bed before he could throw the bag through the open cottage window.

That night, after finishing their washing for the day, the daughters had hung their stockings by the fireplace to dry. Little did they know that their benefactor was hiding nearby, waiting for them to go to sleep. A little later, as they turned of the lamps and fell asleep, St. Nicholas tiptoed to the cottage window and peeked inside. In the light of the moon, he saw the daughters' stockings hanging close to his reach. He carefully put in his bag of gold in one of the stockings and went away as stealthily as he came.

When the father found the bag the next morning and opened it, he was ecstasic. There was enough gold in the stocking to pay for the dowry of one daughter. It seemed like a godsend to him. Who could have sent it, he wondered. With this timely gift the father was able to provide for his eldest daughter and saw that she got married to a nice groom.



On another night Saint Nicholas set off with one more bag of gold, and threw it carefully into another stocking, so that the second daughter was provided for.

When his daughters excitedly brought the bag to their father the following morning and opened it, he could not believe his eyes. With this gift the father was able to marry off his second daughter too.

But by this time, the father had grown eager to discover his mysterious benefactor, and next night he kept on the lookout. Then, for the third time Saint Nicholas came with a bag of gold upon his back and walked on to the window. The old lord at once recognized his fellow townsman. He fell on his knees before the kindly Bishop, cried out in joy and gratitude and thanked him with all his heart. With his blessings of Saint Nicholas, the poor father was able to see his three daughters get married. He lived a long and happy life thereafter.

And this is how the tradition of Christmas stockings is said to have started in the European countries. It is also believed that Santa Claus is actually an alteration of this same Saint Nicholas, Santa standing for Saint and Claus for Nicholas.

Since then children have been hanging Christmas stockings or putting out shoes, eagerly awaiting for gifts from Santa Claus. Originally, children simply used one of their everyday socks, but with time special Christmas stockings were created for this purpose. Today, Christmas stockings of a wide variety of styles and sizes can be found in gift stores across countries. There are also special Christmas stockings available in the market.

In modern culture, Christmas stockings are also a popular homemade craft. Some families design unique stockings for each family member. Many families create their own Christmas stockings stitching the name of each family member to the stocking so that Santa knows which stocking belongs to which family member.

In some countries, the contents of the Christmas stocking are the only gifts that a child receives at Christmas from Santa Claus. Western Christmas tradition dictates that a child who behaves badly during the year will not get a gift in their Christmas stocking and will receive a piece of coal instead.

In many places, the Christmas stocking is to be stuffed by a gift that will stimulate the five sensory organs. Traditional celebrations of Christmas demand that the stocking be hung on the fireplace mantel. However, since many contemporary homes do not have fireplaces, stockings are hung in almost any location.

Today, children all over the world continue the tradition of hanging Christmas stockings. Kids of all nations look forward to Christmas and when the stockings are hung, they know the most anticipated time of the year is not far behind.

Read more at http://www.theholidayspot.com/christmas/legend_christmas_stocking.htm#4VZbJREPCfiirqtR.99

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

MIA Holiday Mojo?



December already!  I am in disbelief that the Christmas and Yule season is coming full speed ahead.  Ready or not it's holiday time.

One of the problems I am having as a new blogger is that it is hard to find new and unique things to write about.  Posts can of course range from the magical to the practical so I guess I will just continue to muddle through and hope someone can relate or at least smile from my blog.  I did know for certain that as I have been sitting at my laptop for the past several days I have been lacking some holiday post inspiration so today I decided why not make it my starting topic.  I think too many of us have lost the spirit of this season mostly for the obvious reasons of no time and too much commercialism.  If you have or do feel this way do you think it's spiritual?  Have we just grown up leaving no time to truly enjoy parties and gift exchanging?  Politics of the actual gift giving and receiving?  Haha the politics of gifts...  wow that can be a post all by itself!

I think my own lack of spirit comes from, brace yourself cause I am going to admit it, lack of funds to be truly festive.  Now before you stop reading or hit the 'page back' key I just mean sometimes I get to thinking that if my life had gone differently I might be able to celebrate in any style and with great fun.  I cannot afford a fancy tree and expensive decorations.  My stockings always come from the dollar store and  can never justify the expense of a lot of holiday plants such as a lovely poinsettia that would look divine on my little front porch.  I do know that Christmas is not about money and we could have a great yet small and festive holiday with what we can afford or scrape together because honestly to me it's more about family and being together.  I love getting presents but I am just as happy if not more so to give those presents.  So my dream of bigger and more glittery comes from my heart but I know what's it's really all about so have no fear!

Aside from my missing fortune what else is contributing to my MIA holiday mojo?  Hmmm...  I live with a scrooge who really is not about listening to carols or watching the Christmas specials.  I do these things anyways but not as loudly or necessarily in front of the most comfy room in the house.  I have a son who is give me, give me, give me so as long as he gets a few choice treasured items on his wish list he's good.  Nobody ever wants a second turkey after Thanksgiving for Xmas dinner so it's almost always ham around here.  Oh but by far the best and most noble reason to loose your love of the holidays is having worked more than 7 years in retail, in a mall, on my feet, Christmas eve and the day after!  The pushing, the mess, the crowds....  Oh yeah....  who has spirit after that?!

Just writing this all down has actually helped me.  Just thinking it over it doesn't seem so bad because I know through the years my holidays have changed.  I have had good ones and I certainly have had bad ones.  I am most lucky though that I get a new chance every year for a new experience.  I can become more and more grim over time looking at only what I don't have or what those around me are lacking or I can try even if in some small way to be grateful for what I have.  So what if the biggest tv in the house is not available for my old holiday movies?  I still try to watch them and always end up enjoying them in the end.   I just need to make my peace with my less than perfect life. Hey and what do you know -  the spirit of Christmas is actually still there just buried down deep.  Hiding behind a not so pleasant memory it seems!


In Tribute...
In closing it wouldn't be right to not include the fact that during an extermination of my home last week my cat got out.  In the 2 years I have had her she has never spent anytime outside.  I know she has natural animal instincts but I am worried and mourning her loss.  She was my friend, familiar, family member, daughter and companion.  While I am certain my spirit was already badly affected by the ups and downs of those have and have not's my kitty will be sorely missed so in tribute I wanted to include a little something for her.  If I can overcome this loss right before Christmas than nothing else will ever spoil this joyous time of year for me again.  I am trying to go on as I hope she is too wherever she may be.  Love you my precious Chanel.  Be safe and know I will always love you.