Mojo Monday ~ Dear Santa

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Today my 4 year old twin daughters wrote letters to Santa Claus asking for particular gifts for Christmas.  They let me know before we stared that we needed to include pictures for Santa Claus.

After they completed their letters and I explained that I would mail them to Santa Claus I sat there pondering what my letter to Santa would include this year if I still wrote one.  Then I considered why not write my own letter to Santa. 

There is a song I know called My Grown Up Christmas List that captures many things I would ask for as an adult and you can watch a video and read the lyrics below. 
Yet what about my inner child? What if I was 4 years old again or maybe 12? What about fun and adventure?
My 4 year old self would ask for that race track I always wanted and never got.
My 12 year old self would ask for records to play on my stereo.
My 41 year old self would ask for some fun and fancy paints from Dharma Trading so I can paint my black boots with a wild kick-ass design, an iTunes gift card (because I do so LOVE music), as well as ask for a greater power to help me not feel scared so much and help me embrace being courageous this next year. A bonus list would include a request for more time for creating and more peace in my home, which is sometimes challenged by the moods of my twin 4-year-olds.
What about YOU?
What would your 4 year old self want Santa to bring?
What about your 12 year old self?
What about this year? What would you put in your letter?
Lyrics to My Grown Up Christmas List
By Jane Monheit
Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies
Well, I’m all grown up now
And still need help somehow
I’m not a child
But my heart still can dream
So here’s my lifelong wish
My grown up Christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up Christmas list
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree
Well heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up Christmas list
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth
No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up Christmas list
This is my only lifelong wish
This is my grown up Christmas list

About Michelle Fairchild

Michelle Fairchild is a writer and artist who at heart is a soulful and sensitive intuitive, a courageous creator, a resilient visionary, a self-esteem fluffer, a marvelous music mixer and one who offers up bridges of connections to her fellow travelers. She believes We Are All Meant to Shine! You can read more of her writing at her web site: We Are All Meant to Shine. (https://weareallmeanttoshine.com/) She is happily married to a middle school science teacher and is the adoring mama to identical twin daughters, who are very active 7-year-olds who keep her dancing. She has a small creative business called Red Boa Productions and also works for a non-profit foster-adoption agency in Northern California.

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