I shall send You the TItle immediately.... And shall forEver Be.
And as for Your protege...may I say, Well Done Glenda!
I can see the Magic in that One's Eyes from CyberSpace.
Good for You.

As for making Belief by believing....where the entire Being of Your Existence Wonders enough,... to make Matter Real.... and IllUseEon Good Again.
BUT One must reenter them Selves...after only Being aware they have left. Consciously..... making Matter from Belief, One once had, into a Reality One can Destinize.
To Know ThySelf by making BElieve....faking it until making it.

As If One knew what One were doing.....

Halo Cristina. Thank You...it is Good to see You as well and am happy to Be here. I love the Sense of Matter you convey.... it gives me
Word Ponderance......



More to Come.
.......Now a Word from the Sponsors

....I am still trying to deSide between Shick or Norelco this year...as the comercials get more and more crafty.

Which one does Santa use? None I suppose.
Purrhaps a straight edge. No cream. Against the grain...
just when he runs out of Scotch tape! Good Graceous No! (Or is it 3M? ) I forget. I like the invisible tape my Self. But it costs more....

DayDreaming Driving.. I awoke in a Dream...transfixed by Carbon Monoxide and Talk radio. People smiling in their mirror, their Lists in hand. Wishing the same thing as me.... yet

still surrounded by Madness and Mayhem
Chaos and Cars everywhere.
Stampede Sales of Need and Greed
Lust and Want...running here and there, everywhere.... to find the best deal.
All rushing out to buy Jesus a present....
don't these people know Santa will certainly bring Jesus a Gift? Who better? It IS His BEARTHday...a Capricorn on Christmas! (I wonder if He feels slighted with Gifts around His BEARTHday....?) No doubt.

I don't know if Jesus used a Shick or Norelco either.
Santa knows! though. He knows ....

Anyway.....>I was making BElieve today ,as I drove home in what we call, "neverending traffic" that every One in this painfully long line of Carbon Fumes was actually on line to see... Santa.
That I had my List,
carefully filed in my Mind,
of what it is I wanted.

And on that list was #1 "This traffic to go away..."
That Santa would e v e n t u a l l y see me and hear my Plea..."Plea se Santa. Make Them go away. They are in My Way."
"Why are they in your Way "he would say....

"I cannot say, You see,
for the reason is not clear to me."




That Santa would read these Words.
Smile.
Nod......Wink.
Fold the List back up
lead me by the hand....walk me to THE Sleigh
Sit me down
Sit beside me
Smile again
Wave
and Lift Offf
to

Fly High
on The Flight of my Life...

the making BElieve from my Hopes and Dreams.

The Matter of Fact.


But he couldn't get out of trafffic.
I guess the HoliDays got him down.










I BElieve in SANTA.

driving to work this morning
feeling a sense of confidence
til I got on the freeway
a vast forest of cars, what a sight
suddenly I had an urge to scream
slowly, gradually the traffic moved,
15 miles an hour,
an hour and a half it took
the meadow of cars were significantly slow
was I late, an hour it was
this was the way
driving in LA, ahh, it was planned
no matter, it matters, that's a fact!


Dear Santa,

I would like a hover craft for Christmas. Thank you!

Seeing Christmas from the Other Side of The Jewelry Counter:

There they are again, rushing about......some huffing....some grumbling to one another......some with the Evil Eye boring into my skin.....as if that will get me to move faster ....

some compassionate.....apologetic even for their presence adding to my stress....."Dear, when you get a chance, I'd like to look.....no rush"
......as the puffed up over-cosmeticized, fur-wearing.....diamond-drooling lady to their right (whose turn is after theirs, but has convinced herself that the World revolves around her) huffs obnoxiously "EXCUSE ME! I've been waiting! Why don't you call for more help??!!"..... As if we had any to begin with, that they wouldn't already be there.

No need for thought or meaning into a gift.....it's a given....in our materialistic world, gold and gems will always placate....always make 'em gush.

Throngs of shoppers trying to beat the clock.....to make their OWN little circle have the most Perfect Christmas ever....just the right amount of poinsettas and holiday china....

Can Christmas truly exist in an Obsessive Compulsive World?

Do we remember to let it happen?......to let it be?.....

to breathe.....and feel......and experience.....

the Wonders that may exist there........

before it is over???





I believe in Santa too......
and I think if he could, he would tell them all to chill out .

Lisa

hiya all,

i worked retail one christmas season and *whoa* is an understatement for the mania

this year i didn't feel like buying anything for anyone. thought about doing a portrait painting, but am unsure about the relationship to the person the gift is meant for.

last night, i chose to write poems on fancy stationary i have, fold them in half, and glue dried red rose petals on the front and back sides sprinkled with faux gold dust.

wrap them up in some tissue and tie with a rose and nice ribbon or raffia.

*shrugs*

hope folks like them.

amy

Who are you Chaldean?
Gazing from behind a deep blue hue...
And all I can say is thank you.


for all you write

And Thank You as well Rachel, for Your Words of Hope and Inspiration. It is so very Good to see You here.
I am beyond thankful you enjoy making Believe as well...

I hope Santa has rewarded You for all Your Faith.

LOVE BUMP

Wow...I forgot about this Thread, Star
Love Bump to You too.

Thanks for reMinding me
of what is really important
at a Time when I need it most.

My faith and beliefs are being tested now in my Life
with serious health concerns all around me...
I sit sound and stoic at the Mercy of the Heavens.
and IT's Great Spirit.

It is wonderfull how we can archive out thoughts hear
and conjure them to bolster our Prana again.

Making Believe is a Magical business
I hope never to reTire from.



Chahldean



"Faith is a passionate intuition. "
William Wordsworth

"Many believe - and I believe - that I have been designated for this work by God. In spite of my old age, I do not want to give it up; I work out of love for God and I put all my hope in Him."
Michelangelo

"I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free. "
Michelangelo