I remember when I was a little toddler with by blond curly hair rosy
cheeks always dreaming of fairy land far far away where my imagination rose at
its best with fairies buzzing around, chocolate covered flowers, houses painted
bright pink & a golden path leading me towards the North Pole.
The North Pole where Santa Claus lives in a wintery wonderland
covered in candy canes & Christmas trees. His elves with their coloured covered pyjamas helping make some of the loveliest gifts ever been made for all
the children in the world even if they are knotty but for sure if they are
nice.
Well I am sure most of you as a kid believed in Santa Claus. But what
happened the day you found out that Santa was a fraud that he is not real. Your
dreams, your fantasies are shattered. You feel betrayed; you make a promise to
yourself not to ever be fouled by such rubbish thoughts. So your life from that moment on is deprived
of your imagination where you can escape out of the real world and feel comfort
in your dream world.
Today, I am forty four and I believe again in Santa Claus. This
year, he is back in my heart bringing me the greatest gift of all imagination,
the right to believe all is possible in life, to dream big about my desires, to
have faith in myself that I am still the young child inside of me rising above
my fears and allowing myself to receive the greatest gift of all IMAGINATION.
Is Santa Claus real? He sure is!!!! Santa is essential to all big or
small. Santa is in our hearts through our fantasy of one collective thought of
all the children that believe in him and the grown ups that started living
again in the world of creation, imagination of their inner child.
Merry Christmas to all and if you wish upon a shining star Santa wont forget to give you your gift. The gift of imagination will be brought to all that want the magic back.
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