And so day after day, December, the Christmas month is passing by us. It is time for emptying our wallets, challenges of our patience in stores while we are moving between people and shelves, everywhere crowded by Christmas merchandise.
Unnoticed - from year to year, December is the same: an urgent, wasteful and tiresome. Somehow less and less remains longing of the miracle waiting. More and more we feel the rush and stress, although our bodies together with nature are experiencing the energy losses.
It is therefore not surprising that in recent times many talk about Christmas inflation. If we not value communication, tradition, relationships, the peace of Advent, Christmas celebrations include depreciation: many expensive gifts, marketing shares, purchase fevers, achieving higher turnover, but little attention and warmth to each other.
However, it seems to me that there is a certain comfort and fun associated with mountains of garlands on the Christmas trees, Christmas tunes and Christmas movies. That, waiting for the Christmas, we all are connected by something more than the visible and familiar relationships. Something what the cold, rainy and gloomy nights changes into the expecting and promising. Something what convinces us, that in the end everything will be fine. Something what changes us, moves, refreshes...
Happy waiting for Christmas!
