Repost/The Perfect Gift…

During my young years of parenting, I envisioned a time when I could actually celebrate the holidays with a personal sense of meaning. A holiday specifically designed, separate from the grandeur focus of materialism and stress.

It’s so easy to allow oneself to get caught up in the suppose to haves during the holiday season. This is especially true when one has not yet defined their own meaning for the season. As a young mother, I entered into that overwhelming burden.

I can’t tell you how many times finances didn’t allow for numerous purchases – not only for the children, but for the many others that must be included in the list of giving.

It’s interesting to me how I longed for my own meaning for the season, yet – I was not ready to own its separation from the seeming norm. Needless to say, I danced the dance of holiday woes longer than I care to admit – surrendering my mind, body and my finances to stress! I could write a book about that alone!

Reality finally hit when a truck load of unexpected challenges made its unpredictable arrival. Loss of income, the set-backs that it ignited was enormous! Savings were being spent on a daily living, which ultimately led me into making wiser choices regarding day to day spending. This, of course affected the holidays too. It’s the unwelcomed challenge that created relief, renewal and the perfect gift.

As I re-evaluated my life and the environment that we called home, I also examined how I  would explain to my loved ones that the holidays would be something different and creative this year. Choosing  my words carefully forced me to examine my emotions when speaking, (did I believe, or connect with what I was saying?). Instinctively, I knew that this was my window of opportunity to design my personal meaning for the holiday season, I seized it.

To my amazement and surprise, my household was ready for the change. It was the year that the entire household decided to pull names from a box. Each person would be responsible for one individual. We all agreed to one specific gift – not one that the giver wanted to give, rather – one that the receiver desired to received. This, I thought was an exceptional ideal, as it gave us all the advantage of not wasting our funds on the excess of giving gifts that usually end up in storage. We each would honor and be grateful to receive the one gift that we really wanted. The family’s willingness to flow into a new meaning for the season was met with joy and unexpected ease…this truly was the perfect gift! The gifts that we gave to one another that year created for us one of our most memorable holiday seasons to date.

My personal meaning for the holiday season is not separate from my philosophy for daily living. I am aware of what’s practical for my life. I accept fully what’s uniquely mine. I live without comparisons to others, making the most of its meaning with gratitude. This is wealth, the perfect gift.

What’s your perfect gift?

Wishing you balance, peace and well-being. ~Storm

Stormie Steele/All rights reserved 2014

23 thoughts on “Repost/The Perfect Gift…

  1. These words brought a smile and a warm heart: “The family’s willingness to flow into a new meaning for the season was met with joy and unexpected ease…this truly was the perfect gift!”
    This is the joy of the season for us all ❤


  2. I think as we get older we realize that things don’t make us all that happy and that which does is intangible like time, loving relationships and so on. I find that what I like most about the holidays is visiting friends and family, and maybe the food 😉 I try to cherish each moment and really be present to enjoy it. That connection is only gift I want.


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