Christmas Joy Now
Spiritual But Not Religious
Spiritual But Not Religious
Does that expression have meaning for you?
Lately I haven’t encountered it much. Yet, that’s my life on a plate!
- I wonder how many other Enlightenment Teachers are like me in that way.
- Likewise, how many seekers of Spiritual Enlightenment call themselves Spiritual But Not Religious?
As you may know, every year I share a “Christmas Poem” at this blog. (That is, since I began blogging in 2007.)
This year I’ll give you the poem to read out loud for yourself. As all poetry deserves, surely.
Following that — or instead of that — you can hear me read it out loud, via the amazing technology called “audio recording.”
My Annual Christmas Poem for 2021, Will Be…
Christmas Joy Now©
Joy is in the air, and in my eyes.
Before I tell you what this joy is like,
I’ll share with you some other Christmases
Ones that I’ve known, perhaps a bit like yours…
Magnificent, beyond lives we have now.
Of course, you too have tasted Christmas joys
Not only in this lifetime but before.
In every incarnation, joy appears
Sometimes when we are least expecting it.
The kind of Christmas joy that I’ll name here
Means new awakening into “God with us.”
In this expanding universe of ours,
More joy is heaped on more, with gaps between,
Until we — once again — can be surprised.
For me joy happened when first visiting
Within the body of my pregnant Mom.
Quite often I’d observed her and my Dad,
Observing as we angels do before
Deciding on new incarnation rides,
Connecting up to joy, vibrating peace:
Being like a bright-bright candle, flickering
Without a human face or heart at all;
Just an eternal soul, I visited
The life scene where I’d live. My shopping trip!
My mother did the work of pregnancy
While I continued, intermittently,
To visit (and inhabit) who I’d be;
An angel trying on this human self,
Baby beginnings of an animal.
As you might step inside some jeans, except
It was no dressing room, this pregnancy.
First time, like that, within my mother, I
Turned bright-bright-bright, living an angel’s joy.
While seeing through Mom’s eyes it felt so new,
This human ride at God’s amusement park;
Feeling the bumps, having a beating heart.
Not having to propel myself quite yet!
I felt what my Mom saw, post-war New York,
The busy people in their shiny clothes.
My shiny-shiny glow saw all their hopes,
Their pain and courage, humanly so real.
And yet I also recognized these souls
Had an immortal nature like my own.
That was a Christmas of angelic joy.
By now I’ve been alive a good long time.
Yes, mostly good. Being human, on my own,
I feel life’s bumps full force, not distantly.
Like you, I never know exactly when
Another Christmas will shine up my world.
But small-sweet holidays are up to us,
A gift to give ourselves, with our free choice:
Life’s small-sweet holidays we make ourselves.
When joy is in the air now, in my eyes,
It’s the result of opening my heart.
And, in return, the greatness I receive
Turns human-sized, a bright-new sense of peace.
Copyright© 2021 by Rose Rosetree, Sterling, Virginia
Next, Have a Listen If You Like
Just in case you’re curious about the voice of somebody recording in that merry rock band called…
Spiritual But Not Religious…
Here’s my sound recording of “Christmas Joy Now.”
And Now It’s Your Turn, Poetry Readers & Writers
Clearly, this poem includes ideas about topics where you might have questions. Not having 83 hours in every one of my human days, I take some shortcuts. One is to accept — and respond to — comments ONLY at my personal blog. Sadly, not also here at Medium.
So please click here in order to comment at my original blogpost. Then I can read your words. And respond, too!
- How does Energy Spirituality bring perspective to you personal growth? This year, you you consider that you have progressed toward moving into Enlightenment?
- What about experiencing some Spiritual Awakening in 2021? If so, have you been integrating it well? Or have you found that challenging?
- Some of you Blog-Buddies have enjoyed an amazing and unprecedented opportunity. Essentially, this is afforded to all who move into Age of Awakening Enlightenment: Namely, growing within Enlightenment. Any stories you wish to share would be inspiring!
- Of course, all your stories and questions on the topic of Enlightenment are welcome here. In addition you might have questions, related to references in this poem. Such as Life Contracts.
- Also, the notion of choosing our parents. (Might that seem weird to you?)
- Add poems of your own, of course. How lovely!
- Any songs or recorded readings — add them too. Simply include the mp3 file link. Or else the url of any website where you’ve published the recording. Only your material, please.
You get the idea. Now it’s your turn.
