“Reflect upon your present blessings — of which every man has many — not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

As the year draws to a close and the warmth of Christmas surrounds us, I find myself reflecting on the tapestry of life—woven with threads of joy and sorrow, triumph and struggle. This season, while filled with celebration and connection, also invites quiet contemplation. Each of us carries our own set of ghosts—those silent companions of memory, longing, and growth.

These ghosts aren’t just remnants of the past. They are the echoes of lost love, the weight of unspoken dreams, the lessons from mistakes, and the quiet fears of what lies ahead. They shape us, guide us, and remind us of our humanity. And though they may be hidden from the world’s gaze, they are deeply woven into who we are.

Christmas is often seen as a time of sharing, of opening our hearts. But let us also honour the sacred courage it takes to hold space for our inner selves. Vulnerability is powerful, yes—but so is the quiet strength found in solitude. Sometimes, the most profound healing happens not in the spotlight, but in the stillness of our own hearts.

This season, may we embrace both the light and the shadows within us. Let us recognize that our private battles are not signs of weakness, but of resilience. That our ghosts are not enemies, but teachers—guiding us toward deeper compassion, authenticity, and grace.

So as we gather with loved ones, exchange gifts, and bask in the glow of twinkling lights, let’s also extend kindness to ourselves. Let’s celebrate not just the joy, but the journey. Because the true spirit of Christmas lies not only in what we give to others, but in how we honour the fullness of our own story.

Wishing you peace, presence, and the gentle reminder that you are beautifully human—ghosts and all.

Merry Christmas!

Brian Nadon