It has been one year since I had the blessed opportunity to discover the true meaning of Christmas. I have always been aware of the “reason for the season,” yet it wasn’t until I stepped away from the truth that I truly realized the deeper meaning of the “spirit” of Christmas: the kind that dwells within all of us, every single minute of the day.
On my search last year to rediscover my spirituality, it occurred to me that no amount of seeking outside of myself would ever uncover the connection I craved. I had been studying Judaism for the better part of the year, and in doing so got further away from my own truth. It was as if I listened to everyone’s truth but my own. I have always studied religion and been involved in a variety of experiences outside of my own faith tradition; it was my way of understanding who I am by gathering a plethora of wisdom from throughout the ages.