Christmas is not a day or a season for me. It is a continual state of mind as is the endless summer in my spirit.
I became Mark Twain briefly last weekend for two shows. My alter egohad not died at all but merely passed on to Paradise, in other words moved to Maui. This opportunitywas an early Christmas present for me. I like to pretend & honestly I have always been a reborn Huck Finn, wannabe pirate and saint,who believes that God is not so much concerned about what you do as who you are…deep inside where it counts.
As you are trimming the Christmas Tree orkindling the Hanukkah Lights or lighting the candles in the Kwanzaa kinara just rememberthat old white haired, cigar smoking, whiskey drinking admirer of pretty women and above all philosopher who advised”Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you’ve never been hurtand live like it’s heaven on Earth.” I add..then move on with grace and dignity to a greater reality.
God bless us one and all. Talk to you soon.
Peace and MeleKalikimaka& Hauoli Hanukaha .