I'll share something very special to me - I hope maybe for you all too.
A long time ago I got to help thread my Grandmother’s needle, then one for me and Grandpa while he popped the popcorn - I think the only time he
was ever allowed in the kitchen leaving the house smelling so good with the smell a fresh popped corn!
A big bowl set between us my Grandmother and I started stringing those chubby white kernels one by one on a long white thread, Bob and Bing crooning
in the background on her favorite Christmas vinyls.
After eating some popcorn and stringing less I asked my Grammy why we did it, used popcorn and all for a ‘garland’.
She explained that Christmas was for giving and forgiving.
With each popped kernel she recited the name of someone she loved, then the name of someone who had hurt her, or who she’d hurt or had a
misunderstanding, a ‘tiff‘ with. A ‘thanksgiving‘ then a ‘regret‘ a wonderful memory next then something to try harder over to correct in
the New Year.
She went on to tell me when Christmas was over and we put the tree outside? Little birds would come and eat the kernels of corn and for each kernel a
little bird ate blessings would fall on those whose names we’d recited while stringing the corn.
‘Even the bad people?’ I asked.
‘Especially the bad people’. She answered.
Ever since? I string popcorn on thin white thread into lovely garlands to decorate my tree. I thank God for a specific friend or family member and
add another piece then ask God to bless a specific person I know I’ve hurt or gotten mad at offering them silent forgiveness and asking the same in
return. I include everyone and everything I can remember. My animals, the incredible place I live, ‘my’ volcano. People who’ve passed on
It’s like a string of memories and wishes - a long string of love and remorse and hope that so like life has us all strung together good with the
Hope. Joy. Regret. More Hope and Love.
Before you know it? That string of popcorn is really long and your heart feel sooooooo free.
Later? When that poor old tree has dropped it’s needles and gets shoved outside propped up against a fence post? Little birds really do begin to
come down and feed on it! And when that miracle happens you just can’t help but hope the little birds eat up each and every kernel - even for the
So, this Christmas don’t just remember those you love - but those you don’t love too.
You never know when a simple little wish for peace might change your heart - and theirs.
Merry Christmas and God Bless You All in 2013 and Beyond.