Christmas Called Me In

The celebration of Christmas is for me the celebration of humility.
It is a celebration of Divinity bowing low to touch us, to kiss us, to truly be with us, and ultimately to *Be* us so that we may understand the true nature of our being.
The realization of our place in Divinity does not lead us into a lofty, majestic state, but instead circles us back to humility; to humus, to the extraordinary blessing and sacredness of our earthly lives and the full scope of our blissful, excruciating humanity.
Christmas called the Holy One in to fully participate in Earth’s Mysteries, and Christmas calls us in to fully participate in the Divinity which is our Origin, our Home, our Very Substance.

Christmas called me in
To the heart’s quieter place
Away from all work and worry
And the intrusion of outer images

Christmas called me in
To that space where I am free
From the illusion of entitlement
And the laughable notion of intellectual property

Christmas called me in
To the Realm of the Infant
Into helplessness and crying
And the universal truth of vulnerability

Christmas called me in
To the Hope already born
To the ending written
Long before the prologue wet the page

Christmas called me in
To Love Uncontainable
And the sustainable peace
Of Its full foregone
And future surrender

Christmas called me in
To the tender seeing of the Midnight Clear
And the gentle hearing of the Silent Night
Senses bestowed upon the lovelorn and senseless

Christmas called me in
To the cradle of the defenseless
The Light of the World shining
On, In, and Through
Eternity, You, and Me.

May Each of You become ever more intimate with the Wonder making Its Home within You.
Merry Christmas and Luminous, Lyrical Blessings to All.
~Cheryl Anne