The Cook Awakening

The Mystery

December 24, 2011
Posted in: Meditation, Seasonal Change

This was the year it unraveled for my older boy.

St Nick left treats in our boots, just like he does every year. Dad got his usual bottle of beer (gluten-free), mom got an avocado, the younger found a grapefruit and the older a bag of chili lime cashews. Yum. St Nick knows us all very well.

Which the boys notice. “Hey, do you think he just takes these things out of our fruit bowl and cabinet and puts them in our boots?” We’ve heard this question before. When you eat differently from most, the special items the fairies and mythical saints drop off on their way around the world look suspiciously familiar.

“Maybe he lives here,” the almost 11 year old says.

The statement hits me. I look at him sternly. “If you know something, don’t spoil it for those that don’t.”

They have five minutes to get ready for school.

We’re standing side by side at the kitchen sink when I say this, and he gives me a confused look.

I realize, he was just testing.

I watch the cascade of changing emotions course through his body as he continues to get ready for school. I notice how the realization hits me, too. I feel AWFUL. Like I’d smashed his favorite lego creation. No – worse. You can rebuild legos.

Dad’s heading out the door with the youngest and Jesse comes back into the kitchen. We both burst into tears.

“I’m so sorry,” I say.

“Is it all of them? The tooth fairy, too?”

I promise we’ll talk that night. I tell him that Santa is a beautiful kid magic, and he’s ready to know about the real magic, a deeper magic. I tell him again how sorry I am, that I thought he knew. I ask if he was testing, and he says he was. I comment that we need to be careful what we ask for, because we might get it.

Then, through his tears he laughs. “You guys did a great job! All that special handwriting on the notes. You totally had me!”


I know this would be a perfect place to end this post, but I have to tell you about the evening conversation.

The youngest tucked in bed, it’s our time to talk.

Jesse is a musician. He has a bewildering, wild talent. He’s already proficient in two instruments and holds his own pretty well in a few more. I ask him, “How do you feel when you play music?”

“Like I’m doing what I’m meant to do,” he replies immediately.

“That’s the magic,” I said.

He nods. He gets it.

“It’s possible to feel that way all the time, about everything,” I say. “Your dad and I go on retreats and do rituals to get in deeper touch with that.”

He simply sits for a moment. “Sometimes when I just feel good, I look around and think, wow, it just is.” He has the glow of a bigger knowing on his face.

He turns 11 tomorrow, Christmas day. He’s commented a few times that this year feels different. We can see the changes in him. He’s testing in a lot of ways, and he’s taking on more responsibility. Even when he doesn’t want to. He’s able to hold a paradox.

Santa may not be coming in the flesh, but there’s still magic. Can you feel it? Jesse does. I do, when I take the time to sit still and breathe.

May you take the time this holiday season to feel your body, to feel the earth and air, water, fire and spirit as it offers itself to you, all the time. May you snuggle with your loved ones. Tell them you love them. May you feel your griefs and your joys fully, and know that you and they are the real magic, the truly human mystery.

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7 Responses to “The Mystery”

  1. Ashara Love Says:

    Sweetness has nothing to do with sugar. It has to do with innocence & love & getting it. It has to do with family & extending out into the world & taking time to be silent.

    it has to do with holding onto the magic while maturing into adulthood with the ability to contain the paradoxical nature of life.

    Thank you Durga (and Tom & Jessie & Cirrus & Jazz & Nuit & Pumpkin & kitchen & couch & dining table & the lovely Game of Life). Oh, and the magic of movies too!!

    Blessings & Merry Christmas & Happy Bday to Jester!!

  2. admin Says:

    Thank you Ashara and Cougar! Sweetness has everything to do with you. And the whole range of flavor in life that we can experience as humans.

  3. Joanne Says:

    A beautiful comment of the season — to be remembered in the coming year with its certainty of even more changes

  4. admin Says:

    Joanne – indeed. Thank you for reading, and feeling it.

  5. Kim Says:

    This story touched my heart and provided pause for me to stop and experience fully. Thank you and Jessie for your willingness to share such a tender story of passage.

  6. admin Says:

    Thanks, Kim. His willingness for me to share the stories of our life publicly is so special to me. I always ask him, and he’s never yet said no. Such trust. I think he realizes it benefits all.

  7. Toby Says:

    Lovely, lovely. Big, big love to the big one, the little one, you and the gluten fre beer guy.

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