I discovered Christmas in the airport

This year Christmas did not arrive for me wrapped up in pretty packages with shiny bows, I did not feel the essence of Christmas by getting that front-row parking space at the mall on the busiest shopping day of the year, and I did not experience Christmas by savoring all the extraordinary food and festivities that plentifully show up this time of year.

I experienced Christmas in the airport.

As we joyfully awaited the arrival of my son’s plane near the gate, I noticed the people gathered around:  little children in their pajamas, parents poised with video cameras, families hugging, laughing, crying, some people sleeping on the floor, men with flowers, women with gifts, all anticipating the return of someone special.

The realization was palpable.

You could see Christmas.

You could hear Christmas.

You could smell Christmas.

You could FEEL Christmas.

But it had nothing to do with trinkets or doo-dads, shopping malls or Christmas sweaters, cookies or egg nog, churches or Santa Claus.

It had everything to do with our relationship with each other.

Christmas serves as a reminder of our presence in each other’s lives.  And on this particular day, in the wee hours of the morning, I experienced the significance of being in that Holy Space, witnessing and feeling the significance of who we are to each other.  And while I was especially tuned in to the long-awaited reunion with my beloved son, I became keenly aware of the larger picture, that this night was an opportunity to experience unity with all those gathered together; that what I became a part of  was no coincidence, but rather an invitation to carry forward what I was experiencing beyond the walls of the international airport, out into the world, and into the lives of others.

And not only to carry this experience forward simply through Christmas Day, but to extend the appreciation of and gratitude for who we are in relation to each other in every moment of my life…even in the moments when we must physically part once again with a loved one.  In two weeks, when I find myself at the international airport again, but this time to say goodbye, I will enter the space with those gathered around with intention and compassion, knowing that we are all in that Holy Space not only with each other, but for each other…and that we are ALL each other’s loved one.

And I will once again discover Christmas in the airport.

(Lisa McCormack is the Managing Editor & Administrator of The Global Conversation.  She is also a member of the Spiritual Helper team atwww.ChangingChange.net, a website offering emotional and spiritual support. To connect with Lisa, please e-mail her at Lisa@TheGlobalConversation.com.)

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  • Erin/IAm

    Normally, we celebrate our friends & fam with open doors…and this is always, not just during a ‘season’…but the ‘reason for the season’ seems to bring extra effort to re-member, & re-mind each other of their meanings to us…esp. those we don’t get to re-member with as often as we’d like.

    Funny, though…This year, My oldest son (29) requested, as his ‘gift’, that we celebrate Christmas Day with just the five of us…our ‘immediate’ family only, including Dad, who does not live with us, & no ‘extensions’. Strange request, but a gift I seemed to be unable to refuse…and so arrangements were made to make this so.

    Lisa, what an Amazing day! It was a day to re-realize how beloved we are to each other…to reminisce of how our bonds brought us through so much with greater ease & gained wisdoms…how after almost 30 yrs. together, this may well be our last time to know ourselves as a ‘little family’, as each seems to be looking into new directions with new directives, & extensions seem to be pulling closer to our hub.

    Kyle’s gift turned out to be much more than a day…We share Life time…Precious time, that has stood many ‘tests’, with more to come, we’re sure…Amazing time, that has yielded many gifts, with many opportunities to give of them. And the transitions that lay ahead…well, they, too will come. But for this day…this one day…Life was Absolute-ly Perfect-ly Love-ly!

    I Am ever-Amazed by this Journey…The stuff that ‘just happens’…The stuff that IS happening…Verrry cool, indeed!:)

    Blessed be, Lisa…May our eyes only See ‘Absolute Perfect Love’…Always & All ways!:)