In the Netherlands we group the last day of the old year and the first day of the new year together and call it “Oud en Nieuw”, when we celebrate the changing of the year. On New Years Day there is a bit of a tradition to go out for a drink in a cafe in the afternoon, de “Nieuwjaars borrel”. It’s all good fun…
Jeroen
On having an Enemy
The mind can be one’s worst enemy or one’s best friend, the choice is up to us.
When we believe every thought, the mind becomes an enemy. When we learn to observe our thoughts, question them, and choose which ones deserve our energy, the mind becomes a trusted friend.
The most essential method which includes all other methods is to behold the Mind.
The Mind is the root from which all things grow.
If you can understand the Mind, everything else is included.
~Bodhidharma~
Shoshin1
In the Middle
In a Way, that has no Middle
But dances through Time and Space
Life surrounds
Abounds
And all of death peers near
and far
By fleeting chance We become
And fade
without aid
Do not hold to the moment
the turmoil
let it slip like oil
into the earth
dust and ashes
froth and fury
over
lobster
Well, I don’t really mind it. When the music says “it’s the most wonderful time of the year” why argue. The only thing I avoid is the stress. I do the minimum to prepare… I buy some nice treats, I put up the fake Christmas tree, I buy a few simple gifts like chocolates or flowering plants.
Jeroen
@Shoshin1 said:
For many of our clients, putting food on the table each week is already a struggle. This time of year simply adds another layer of stress for families who are barely making ends meet.
It’s good work you do, @Shoshin1, very worthy. We have food banks here as well, for those people who have difficulty getting by, and I have great admiration for the volunteers who take care of the packages there.
Jeroen
Nowadays, Christmas and many other so-called religious holidays have become a money-making capitalist enterprise, nothing more, nothing less. For me it is just another day, nothing special, and if the weather is good I go to the beach to worship the sun and the sea.
Where I work, we help people sort out their debts by working with clients and their creditors. It is a free service, and we also operate the local food bank.
In the lead-up to Christmas each year, we set aside a room at the office where people can donate children’s Christmas presents for families who are struggling financially. The local Rotary club also donates supermarket cards so families can buy essential items.
About a week before Christmas, families with children begin coming in to choose presents and receive a supermarket card. At the same time, people continue to come in daily for food assistance.
For many of our clients, putting food on the table each week is already a struggle. This time of year simply adds another layer of stress for families who are barely making ends meet.
Shoshin1
Grateful for:
lobster
Liberte!
Freedom is a mind set.
Peace, the willingness to open a hand
Unity comes from opening the heart
To enjoy the rose, one may need to put up with a few thorns.
Look around. That old worn path hides countless little adventures, delights, joys.
When you are free, no binding can hold you,
Not steel
Not iron
Not words
Be Free
Peace to All
Yes, ‘tis the season to be merry… but I came across this the other day:
“If the holidays have ever made you feel pressured, guilty, or oddly exhausted…
You’re not broken, Chris.
You’re responding to something designed to make you feel this way.
Relief comes when you realize this.
So does permission to relax.
Let me show you how deep it goes.
What if the most famous figure of Christmas wasn’t created by religion…
But by a soda company?
Sounds crazy, right?
Yet, that’s exactly what happened.
Before Coca-Cola stepped in, Christmas was a quiet church holiday.
Easter was the big deal. Resurrection. Drama. The main event.
Christmas was a simple birth story.
Beautiful.
Definitely NOT built for a global shopping frenzy.
Then Coca-Cola looked at their sales numbers.
Summer: booming.
Spring: fine.
Winter: no one drinking cold brown sugar water.
So they asked the most dangerous question in marketing:
“How do we change what people feel?”
They took St Nicholas, once thin and dressed in green, blended him with old folklore, made him older, jollier, and dressed him head to toe in Coca-Cola red and white.
Then they flooded the image everywhere.
Billboards.
Magazines.
Packaging.
Repeat a myth long enough… and it becomes “tradition.”
Slowly, Christmas shifted from:
“Quiet reflection”…
To shopping, pressure, guilt, and emotional spending dressed up as “holiday spirit.”
Love became something you could prove with receipts.
And now…
• Entire economies rely on December
• Hanukkah has been inflated to compete
• Childhood itself got branded
All because a soft drink company wanted winter sales.
This goes beyond marketing.
It’s cultural hypnosis.
And here’s the spiritual punchline.
If a corporation can rebrand a saint, rewrite a holiday, and colonize our emotions…
What else in our lives quietly came from a boardroom?
So this year, you get to choose.
Presence over presents.
Connection over consumption.
Meaning over marketing.
Enjoy the lights.
Enjoy the food.
Enjoy the warmth.
Just don’t let a soda company define your spirit.”
Jeroen