The one time of year magic truly fills the air, or is that just what we want to believe. Is Christmas really a special day or is all it stands for truly fake. You may think I’m taking this to a religious view point, but that’d be to predictable or cliche if you must.

The soul felt laughter, happiness and cheer produced when the temperatures drops and snow meets our fingertips, is really just something held onto. Keeping hope and passion alive in a time where everything’s bare. To the naked trees in lost of their dear leaves and to you. You’re covered head to toe, with hats scarfs and winter coats, how could you be bare? Maybe it’s to do with the soul’s very need for warmth, in a time where the sun just isn’t as hot. Is it the need for transparency in a world where people will do anything except be themselves.

Well for starters option two couldn’t be right because that issue is one embedded in society and doesn’t tarnish the name of Christmas by that of humanity as a whole. Maybe option one was the beginning to a deep conversation about the blurred lines between a humans needs and wants. But option three introduces the idea of the known and how beneficial a simple holiday without logical reasoning or NEED really is.

Children are off to school and parents are off to work. Day after day, year after year. And so the cycle of repetition continues. But the need for something bigger than oneself and ones thoughts creates an atmosphere made up of individuals in need of something meaningful. Something that doesn’t just mean opening gifts and filling plates it also gives people something they rarely ever get. It gives them expectation. If everything goes well like the Christmas spirit implies they will not need to predict the events which will take place but will look forward to something. Something so special it’s shared by people all over the world.

Something that validates you from it’s importance in society and something that fuels you.

Season’s Greetings they say. But surely the season’s greeting you.