I watched a piece of Christmas wrapping paper dance with the wind down the street. The present, wherever, had been unwrapped. I laughed to think of the colorful paper's dance as one seeking another gift to adorn.
And as I pondered the season and recent events, Christmas wish lists and letters to Santa, the dancing wrapping paper left thread. But one gift, perhaps is all I need to ponder. To gift to Life, Love, Source, God, Yahweh, Allah, the Expression and Life sought when the Divine spark was lit within me.
I AM, all ARE, the wish list of Life, Love, Source, God, Yahweh, Allah, the Sacred. Perhaps the wrapping paper flew off the gift of my heart.