Yes Casey, There is a Santa Claus

     “Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.”       
 -Albert Einstein


I still believe in Santa Claus. I recognize simple innonence does not exist for all of us therefore I feel very fortunate that this kind of wonder comes so easy to me.  Naturally as a child I questioned his existence, but my mother's response to my questions helped me become a childlike believer no matter what my age.

Yes Casey, there is a Santa Claus

I was about five when I first asked my mother about the existence of Santa Claus.  It was a few days before Christmas and I vividly remember the conversation.  My mother, always eloquent with her choice of words, carefully crafted her explanation as she explained, "Yes Casey, there is a Santa Claus."


Some parents might have panicked that their very young child was in danger of losing part of the mystique that characterizes childhood Christmases. They would have feverently denied being the ones placing the presents under the tree, but not my mother.  Treating her words as valuable currency, she remained calm because she believed what she was about to tell me.  See my mom still believes in Santa Claus too. Therefore, she felt  no need to fabricate an elaborate story because she had the facts.

"Yes," she began, "Santa Claus does exist but he is even bigger than what you know him to be!  He gives gifts in a variety of ways and not just under the tree on Christmas Eve. Santa is one representative of the giving, generous spirit that is Christmas."

Being a religious family, she explained how Santa loves Jesus and wants to be an example of unconditional love because he gives without expecting anything in return. She gave a caring, sweet answer to such a delicate question.  An answer that has stayed with me and helps me see that kind of giving everywhere this time of year. My mother helped her five-year-old understand what many older cynics sadly never do understand - a generous spirit that gives unconditionally.

The Existence of St. Nicholas

She could have stopped with that explanation but she continued with more proof of his existence through a family story. When my cousins were little their mother was sick in the hospital and unable to shop for Christmas presents.  My mother along with my grandmother bought a few gifts for them to open on Christmas morning.  Mom told me that they appeared to love their presents and were excited to show them off to their friends.  They got dressed later that morning and were running out of the house to play when they opened the door to a Christmas surprise. There sat a big sack on the front porch.  Perplexed they looked at the sack and the note read, "To Christy and Jimmy, Love, St. Nicholas."  In the bag were more toys for both of them.  St. Nicholas had remembered two sweet children in Jackson, MS. The bag was a mysterious surprise to all in the family but a real example of the giving, caring spirit that St. Nicholas represents.

If you need a little help believing this season, leave your house for a moment.  Take a deep breath and brave the craziness of last minute frenzied, tired shoppers.  Look past the chaos.  See the person ringing the bell by the red bucket.  He is bundled up and still freezing but is volunteering his time to help others. See the child that is excited to stuff a crumpled up dollar bill in the slot of the bucket. See the person offering a smile to a stranger.  See the teenager offering to lift a heavy present into a car for an elderly shopper. 

Go home. Turn on the news. Look past the war, political arguments, and bad weather. See the people organizing food drives for the needy and surpassing their goal.  See the toy drives and the children who will receive presents this year because of the love of strangers.  See the families who are in tears as their soldier walks through the door unexpectedly arriving home for the holidays. Yes, the generous giving spirit of Christmas is everywhere.


May You All Be Blessed with Childlike Wonder and Mystery

A simple google search will yield many links that will help you better understand the life of the real St. Nicholas.  He was born in a Greek area that is now Turkey.  His family was wealthy but died when St. Nicholas was young.  Following Jesus's command to give to the poor, he dedicated his life to God and assisted the poor and suffering.  He was known for his love of children and there are many stories of all his generous deeds.  These stories form what we know of this Saint today.

St. Nicholas represents so much more than just a shiny new toy on Christmas morning.  To me, he is a symbol of generous love and concern for others especially the needy.  The legend we tell our children today represents anonymous giving and concern for others.  The story also helps teach about the existence of  mystery and the unknown in life.  Mystique in our world is something that children easily understand but we as adults often try to explain away.  I work hard to preserve this wonder in my life because it is a comfort to know that we are small in this world and things we cannot see are very real. The invisible is even bigger than what we can imagine. 

I indulge in my childlike side. I play a lot. I listen to stories of miracles. And I will find the time to walk out in the peaceful night of Christmas Eve to look up in to the sky to see if I can catch a glimpse of a flash that possibly could be a jolly ole Elf.  After all, as the movie Polar Express tells us, Santa exists in the eyes of those who believe.

My Christmas wish for all of you is that you experience a lot of generous love and childlike wonder. I may even see you outside with me on Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas to all and the peace of the Lord be with you!


     “And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”  -Robert Dahl

A RECIPE FOR A GOOD OLE' SOUTHERN CHRISTMAS

3 parts family and friends

2 parts of a variety of Church services (Any variety will do: candelight services, cantatas, Christmas Eve mass, etc.)

1 part of ole family stories

A few mad dashes of Christmas shopping

Sprinkling of Christmas decorations with the ongoing debate of white lights v. color lights (we choose both)

1 part Grandma's cornbread dressing (not to EVER be confused with stuffing) with the ongoing debate of sage v. no sage (we are a definite no sage family)

1/2 cup of the traditional gelatin salad (if you want to get really Southern, you must have it in a gelatin mold)

A few pinches of a variety of casseroles (marshmallows optional)

Tell all the ole family stories excitedly as if you have never told them before, even though everyone has heard them year after year. For even bigger stories, tell with plenty of wine as they get more unbelievable directly in porportion to the amount of wine flowing. 

Add the rest of the indgredients and mix well.  Then spread a good amount of hunting, bowl games, leftovers, and your own unique family traditions on top.  Garnish with our family's favorite: You Brown 'Um Rolls.

                                            Some of my family on Christmas Day 2009

Hey Y'all! I have a Southern Drawl!

I use to practice speeches while holding a pencil in my mouth.  No, I didn't have a speech impediment - I was a Southern teenager competing in national speech competitions. The goal of the pencil holding technique is to have clear, proper diction that is accent free. Supposedly, if you can be clearly understood while the pencil is between your teeth then you are articulating enough. A Northern ear may still have detected my Southern drawl but Mississippians at that time always wanted to know where I was from, because according to them I did not have an accent.

As a competitive speech and debate team, we had to rid ourselves of our accents because of the stereotype that a Southern drawl is synonymous with unintelligent.  Of course, we all know that is not true. However, when you are competing on the national level you want to reduce bias against you.

We just enjoy our words more

After high school, I would use the pencil technique occasionally but then I put my pencil box up when I decided that I am taking away something beautiful from myself. I love my Southern accent! Us Southerners are not less intelligent because we speak slower, we just enjoy our words more than our Northern friends! Like a good meal that you savor, it just feels good to the soul to lengthen the syllables in a word.

Now I have a soft Southern accent but it does get more pronounced with I get tired. More syllables are inserted into words. I once easily put three syllables in my boyfriend's one syllable name.  His name is Ed.  Yeah, you are trying to figure out how I put three syllables in that too, huh?  I still haven't figured it out.


I really enjoy my Southern words and phrases.  I have been known to open a formal speech with a genuine, smiley, "Hi, Y'all!"  As soon as that phrase came out though, I thought there was probably a better way I should have started but oh well.  I have even substituted a y'all for you in thank you.  Thank y'all really is more appropriate for thanking several people at once anyway!   And I do tend to overuse the famous, "Bless your heart." But there are so many occasions to use it as it is such a flexible phrase. You can use it any time you want to show genuine empathy or when you want to gossip about somebody without being "ugly." Because y'all know all our Southern mamas told us "not to be ugly."


And I do have to admit, that I thoroughly enjoy indulging myself into a full blown Scarlett O'Hara style accent sometimes. It is almost like letting my true self come out by allowing my speech to sound exactly how God intended it to be! But just like a rich desert you let dissolve in your mouth, you can only talk that slow for so long then you need to get back to regular chewing.  And if I allow myself to indulge too long, it could become the way I always speak and even in the South that could be a problem.

Blandness of the same

The real question is why as a  region do we sometimes get self conscious of our accents at various times in our lives and try to melt ourselves into the blandness of the same?  If all of the regions tried to be nondescript we would lose cultural differences that make traveling so interesting.  Going to Wisconsin would sound the same as traveling to New Mexico.  We already have the same chain restaurants and stores in all of these places.  Accents, while they may seem to be a small detail, are one of many elements of a culture that make a group of people interesting. And, "LAWD (translation: Lord) knows the South is interesting!"  Happy slow and savory talking y'all!

A Southern Perspective

Southern life is a life where children grow up in a rich wonder land filled with make believe characters that may often be confused with truth. Our youth of creativity and imagination is what cultivates the artistic creations that arise from our region. It also helps cultivate a little bit of crazy but what is life without crazy?  Boring and conventional - two things that definitely do not belong down here! Southern children are raised spending time around the dinner table hearing the grandparents, parents, aunts, and uncles telling stories so bizarre that no one would believe....yet, most are true.  I once heard a writer claim jokingly, "I hate you Southern writers! You don't even have to make this stuff up!" No, we have to tone it down so people will believe it!  Come to the South and stay awhile to experience a culture so rich in personality, emotions, and tradition. Each of us are truly unique which only adds to the landscape that defines the South. However, we all have the common bond of being proudly defined as Southerners.  That bond mattes us together to make this region.

In the coming entries, you will read about life in the South from a native Mississippian who loves her state and the region.  I have blogged before on a variety of topics including politics, careers, and religion but all of my blogs are influenced by my love for my Southern heritage.  I am putting a pause on my other blogs for the moment to focus on writing on a topic that comes easy.  The old writing advice is to write about what you know and I definitely know the South.  If you have followed my other writing then you know that you will continue to see pieces that cause controversy, after all I am a proud Southern Democrat.  You may also read a few entries that will hopefully inspire you to follow your dreams since I do work as a career counselor.  And there may be moments where I talk about spirituality and religion because I am a devout Catholic.  But whatever the topic may be, I hope every blog will be another step in developing or deepening your love and respect for my home - the South.  Whether you are a native Southerner or an admirer of the South, please join me on my new blogging journey because everyone can live the Modern Day Southern Way regardless of location!