Yes, it’s that time of year again and I find myself thinking about the real meaning of Christmas. Is it all about the decorations, the parties, the gifts, the cards, mulled wine, Santa, baby Jesus, turkey, mince pies, carols, family and friends? Christmas has many meanings for people. It can be a nostalgic time when people think about loved ones who are not present. Others rejoice in the opportunity to get the family together whilst for others this is a real nightmare. I do not know what Christmas means to you. In the words of Bill McKibben “There is no ideal Christmas; only the one Christmas you decide to make as a reflection of your values, desires, affections, traditions.”
I am not going to discuss the tradition of Christmas in the West or its religious meaning. Instead, I will take the liberty of loosely drawing upon Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol“. Ebenezer Scrooge and the 3 ghosts will be the gateway to reflection. I would not do this classic any justice if I even attempted to review it. I’m simply going to strip it down to its core and make this post about the past, the present and the future. Not Scrooge’s though, yours.