tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post1605536066949983391..comments2024-03-28T06:12:51.470-07:00Comments on STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky: Almost ChristmasSherry Blue Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-83762071574011057222010-12-04T19:40:58.240-08:002010-12-04T19:40:58.240-08:00Just beautiful, Sherry of the Blue Skies and tall ...Just beautiful, Sherry of the Blue Skies and tall sweet trees of Vancouver :) This is how I feel at Christmastime, when it seems so many in England forget the real spirit of giving, and where the giving is needed. Thankyou for your lovely comment on my blog! Oh I must must sleep now...past 3am!! But whenever I am soon due into hospital, I find more respite than ever in this magic world of kindred spirits :)Shaistahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00259344471712162333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-42439900071086249032010-12-04T05:52:10.613-08:002010-12-04T05:52:10.613-08:00Welcome to the 60s and finding new ways to live yo...Welcome to the 60s and finding new ways to live your life!Strummed wordshttp://strummedwords.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-68418087943901033092010-12-03T11:18:12.586-08:002010-12-03T11:18:12.586-08:00A lovely and poignant post, Sherry. Your remembran...A lovely and poignant post, Sherry. Your remembrance of Christmas past takes me back to Ontario, where we cut our own wild tree in the woods and always, always had a white Christmas...it was grand indeed. <br />Like you, I am less about the gluttony of shopping and all about the gathering of the clan and the cementing of family bonds.<br /><br />In times past, I've packed backpacks with warm gloves and socks, blankets, toothbrushes and such, and handed them out to those in need, but have done little this year to help others, I'm afraid. Still, the new year will be cold and bitter, so I'm going to start today gathering things up. That's the good thing about giving...it doesn't need a holiday to warrant it...it just needs one to take action. Thanks for the reminder of that need...Lynette Killamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13747902602019771481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-70400784401128702542010-12-02T08:31:41.687-08:002010-12-02T08:31:41.687-08:00Glad it struck a chord with you all. Amy, I am WAY...Glad it struck a chord with you all. Amy, I am WAY IMPRESSED with how you resolve this. You literally change day to day lives for those who most need it, with gifts such as these. Wow. I love it. Way to be a human being! Am goingto save my shekels and buy somebody a cow.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-38941608788142924692010-12-02T08:29:31.381-08:002010-12-02T08:29:31.381-08:00Sherry, a thoughtful and important post. We, as a...Sherry, a thoughtful and important post. We, as a family, give in the name of our family and friends to the Heifer Project, which provides livestock, beehives, and other services (including training, etc) to impoverished families in places like Africa and South America. IT's the only gift we give at Christmas time, besides stocking stuffers for my girl Riley in L.A. She gets how important it is and thanks us every year.<br /><br />It's nice to reminisce about boots crunching in the snow, about pleasant childhood memories, but like that like in Corinthians: "When I was a child, I spoke as a child..." Time to step up to the plate, and this poem is an exquisite, non-preachy reminder of that. Thank you, Sherry. AmyAmyhttp://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-65492642885879929962010-12-01T16:52:04.774-08:002010-12-01T16:52:04.774-08:00Sherry,
I can relate to this poem on so many level...Sherry,<br />I can relate to this poem on so many levels. I wish I could do something, anything for the impoverished in the world. I have always wanted to be a Peace Corps worker. It is never too late, is it?<br />btw I love the pics of the pups!<br />Pamelaflauberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18424439866515694972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-54187913344448121292010-12-01T12:35:22.682-08:002010-12-01T12:35:22.682-08:00The bit about the lap tops really struck a chord w...The bit about the lap tops really struck a chord with me. Powerful post.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-13405794372750124522010-12-01T03:53:10.092-08:002010-12-01T03:53:10.092-08:00Wow, I have to admit, I never spare a thought for ...Wow, I have to admit, I never spare a thought for the Sudan. But I have no use for the whole consume-a-thon that Christmas season has become, and now it's even taking over Thanksgiving. I swear, I felt like if I heard one more ad about black friday I was going to lose it. <br /><br />As we've discussed, Christmas is never gonna be my favorite. I did naturally love it as a child, though.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-63967780570411976852010-12-01T02:12:36.416-08:002010-12-01T02:12:36.416-08:00Thank you Sherry for the images of the simple wond...Thank you Sherry for the images of the simple wonders of Christmas when we are young, the reality of the greed and image building of the consuming Christmas and the stark truth of reality. I am going to have my daughter read this too.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09438967617636244335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-60705989088974478262010-11-30T18:35:55.983-08:002010-11-30T18:35:55.983-08:00I feel the same as you, except I'm in my 40...I feel the same as you, except I'm in my 40's and still have two kids at home. There is so much suffering, I feel distracted, not happy buying to please, when I think I should give and do more. My daughter has caught the volunteer fever. I admire her giving nature, I hope the wave lasts long. My son needs to see there is more to do... I must somehow get all of them involved, so they can give and receive. When we give, our hearts and souls grow bigger, the goodness grows and reaches outward. It is the true spirit of the holiday~ I don't want anything for Christmas I keep telling them, except my magazine and favorite tea. There is still magic it is just redirected right now. xXxEllahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06070952447277684613noreply@blogger.com