A Christmas Fairy or Five


I came across this poem by Winifred Sackville Stoner Jr and loved it!  It’s called the Five Best Fairies and I particularly like the first verse.

Is flying through the air,
He’s  in our homes and in our hearts,
About us everywhere.
We  see him in the night time
When we have gone to bed,
Sitting  on our pillow,
Or floating round our head.
We  hear him in the morning
As soon as we arise,
“Don’t  forget the aged
And little ones,” he cries.
“If  you are well and happy
Still happier you’ll be,
If  you will open wide your heart
And say ‘COME IN’ to me.
I’ll  tell you of your neighbors
Who are both ill and sad,
But  who by deeds of kindness
You may make very glad.
And  for your Christmas presents
Oh, how I hope and pray
That  Earth’s five best good fairies
To you will come and stay.”

“The  first is GOOD HEALTH FAIRY,
Whose aid all mortals seek,
For  he is life’s elixir
And gives strength to the weak.
Without  this gracious fairy
No one can ever know
A  single hour of perfect peace
Away from GOBLIN WOE.
So  treasure this good fairy
And keep him safe with you,
For  he will be a faithful friend
And one that’s ever true.

To all your wants give heed,
So  you may never suffer
From dreaded SPECTER NEED.

“A  third most precious fairy
I know will stay with you
If  you have HEALTH to make you smile
And MEANS so you may do
The  little deeds of kindness
And little acts of love
Which  bring true gladness to this earth
From radiant realms above.

“With  health and comfort and true love,
No fairies, it would seem,
Would  be quite necessary
To make this life a dream,
But  as most every mortal
Has hopes of great success,
Reaching  high for certain goals
Toward which they go in quest.
I  pray SUCCESS, the fairy,
Will help to win your part
In  everything you undertake,
In finance, science, art.

“Now,  with good health and comfort
And love and great success,
There  always travels side by side
Oh,  may these five good fairies
Forever dwell with thee,
And  then you’ll be as happy
As any one can be.”

Shoot for the moon!

“A shot aimed is a shot lost. Aim with your eyes shut.”

This goes beyond anything any professional sports person will tell you – you've always got to keep your eye on the ball/goal/prize. Work hard, achieve, put the effort in and you will get the rewards, and you will deserve them. But how much sweeter is life when you risk it all and the risk pays off? If you live within the boundaries and follow the guidelines all the time, will you have missed some of the magic? How about all those times when the outside chance comes in? Sometimes life calls for a little bit of blind faith.

I am not condoning giving up trying at all but maybe once in a while we should all close our eyes and see where life takes us.


The ABC’s of life

I asked for answers recently and my eye happened to catch this by chance – it’s all there although I’m not too sure about X.  I have Wiki’d xeriscape and the definition is as follows – obviously a list created for gardeners:

The word xeriscaping is a portmanteau of xeros ξήρος (Greek for “dry”) and landscaping, and xeriscape is used for this style of garden. Xeriscaping refers to a method of landscape design that minimizes water use.

Well that doesn’t help!  It doesn’t really fit in a list like this.  The letter x has come to have much nicer words belonging to it and most importantly of all it signifies a kiss, so I think that is what I will have in my abc.

From “Random Acts of Heroic Love”

A quote from a book that’s a few years old now but it’s still a beautiful story and it will really make you cry!

“I love you
Until eternity ends.
Till straight bends,
Till impossible is,
Till his is hers and hers is his.
May our souls entwine
Till there is no mine,
Till there is no war,
Till now is no more,
Till our spirits sing,
And our dreams take wing.”

From Random Acts of Heroic Love by Danny Scheinmann

Christmas Shopping Scrooge

Full of Christmas cheer, I went forth into the shops, and I am a person who loves Christmas.  It wasn’t long though before I was transformed into Scrooge and was muttering “Humbug” under my breath!  The queues; the unhelpful shop assistants; the grumpy faces; the children screaming; the Christmas CD playing on the tannoy; the inability to find anything decent to offer as a gift.  Grrr!

“What’s Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, but not an hour richer…If I could work my will every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of Holly through his heart.”  Scrooge, A Christmas Carol, Dickens 

Scrooge, from Charles Dickens: A Christmas Car...

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That was pretty much how I felt coming out of the car park (again a queue to get out!).

However, as I say, I love Christmas.  I got home and my lovely boyfriend had made me a Christmas CD which we put on; we decorated the tree and turned my flat into a Christmas grotto.

“I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.  I will live in the Past, the Present and the Future.” As above

Some seasonal snippets

“Dumb Cakes were a Christmas tradition reserved exclusively for single young girls keen to know who their husband would be.  On Christmas Eve, maidens would make a cake in complete silence, place it in the oven and, at the stroke of midnight, open the front door.  If they were in luck, their husband-to-be would appear, walk through the door and turn the cake.”  Taken from Schott’s Christmas Miscellany

I love this idea of a man just appearing like that – he was probably on his way home from the pub and smelled the cake cooking!  But what happened to the girls who had no-one coming through their front door?  Poor things…destined to bake in silence and stare out of the front door.  At least they had a cake to comfort them.   God bless Mrs Pankhurst!

So once the girls have baked their cakes in silence and their dream fellow has come through the front door, it’s time to bring on the mistletoe!  Not so quick though – they’ve only got as long as the berries last!

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“The custom of kissing under the mistletoe may be linked to the superstition that the plant had unique powers of fertility.  One tradition is that every time a kiss is obtained under the mistletoe, a berry is removed; once the berries are gone, the kissing must stop.”  Also taken from Schott’s Christmas Miscellany

A belligerent samurai…

A belligerent samurai once challenged a Zen master to explain the concept of Heaven and Hell.  But the monk replied with scorn, “You’re nothing but a lout – I can’t waste my time with the likes of you!”

His very honour attacked, the samurai flew into a rage and, pulling his sword from his scabbard, yelled, “I could kill you for your impertinence.”

“That is Hell,” the monk calmly replied.

Startled at seeing the truth in what the master pointed out about the fury that had him in its grip, the samurai calmed down sheathed his sword, and bowed, thanking the monk for his insight.

“And that,” said the monk, “is Heaven.”

Anon, Japanese

How I wish we could all learn our lessons so easily!  I tend to fester in my rage rather than it being over and done with so quickly.  There’s a lot I could learn here….hmmm

…following on from this, I have just found another anger-related thought written in my note book, which seems appropriate right about now.  Benjamin Franklin said, “Anger is never without a reason, but seldom a good one.”  How true.

The British Character


“He carries his English weather in his heart wherever he goes, and it becomes a cool spot in the desert, and a steady and a sane oracle amongst all the delirium of mankind.”  (G. Santayana, The British Character)

Following my last post, I love this too – it makes me think of all the over-dressed British people roaming the world dressed in the style of Captain Hastings – tweed suits etc, whatever the temperature!