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Merry Christmas

I grew up in Northern Alberta and Christmas was a special time of the year. I recall cold winter nights. I mean they were cold–almost minus 40 at night. Our windows upstairs were partly frosted over and on moonlit nights the light kept me awake or that is what I told others.

During Advent, my mom and older brothers walked across the street for evening Mass. The younger ones, including me, went to bed. I did not fall asleep right away and would watch out the window for them to come home. I thought no one saw me, but my Mom would come up and tell me to go to bed.

The other experience I recall is the Northern Lights and how you could hear them as they lit up the sky. We don’t see them very often in Edmonton with the urban light. When we spent time at the farm at Christmas, we heard and saw them there. Again, on cold nights we heard the train (about a mile away) and it sounded like it was coming right through the house.

I wrote this poem several years ago about the magic provided by the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis) and Christmas. What message was in those celestial colours and sounds? As a child, I thought the sky talked to me and told me a creation story.

Small children–

Breathlessly wait,

Peer through frosted window

Soak it in.

Heavens ripple–

Lights undulate;

A celebratory fury

An indisputable guide.

This old house speaks;

Nature answers–

The heavens crackle

Sweet symphonic sounds shimmer.

Earth’s floor–

Blanketed in white

Celestial colours speak to me

Captures young senses.

A vivid winter scene,

A sensual, sensory palette,

Reminds me–

Christ’s Mass is here.

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About ivonprefontaine

In keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms. I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders. I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs. I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry. I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry. I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.

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  1. [ Smiles ] Merry Christmas to you, my friend!

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  2. Beautiful poem and photo. Thank you and Merry Christmas.

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  3. Lovely memories and a beautiful poem. A merry Christmas to you and yours, Ivon.

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  4. Beautiful poem, Beautiful memories, Beautiful post! I hope you had a lovely Christmas. xxxx

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  5. Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year

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  6. My best wishes for a beautiful, happy Christmas time ! Your poem is very sensible… amitiés – france

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  7. A Wonderful reflection and words Ivon. Thank you for sharing. I hope you had a warm and loving Christmas. 💕

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  8. Merry Christmas to you. Hope and pray you have a blessed and wonderful Christmas season.

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  9. Hah! I never knew the Northern Lights speak, Ivon. Wow! My childhood Christmas memories are from the tropics. They, too, are filled with vibrant lights, colors, and sounds. Not nature-made. Nonetheless exciting.

    Hope your Christmas this year was also memorable! 😉 xoxoM

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  10. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    BEE-YEW-TEE-FULL!!!

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  11. I’d love to see the lights, but had no idea they were accompanied by sounds.

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  12. I so remember the magic of those Northern Lights when I lived in Maine those 34 years. Nothing quite like them, especially if the sky is otherwise dark and starry and snow blankets as far as the eye can see. Ahhhh. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas, Ivon.

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  13. Lovely poem, Ivon! Merry Christmas to you and yours.(❁´▽`❁)*✲゚*

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