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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.


About ivonprefontaine

I completed a PhD at Gonzaga University in Spokane, WA. Previously, I taught for 20 years and taught for 15 years in a wonderful hybrid school. My dissertation topic and research were how certain teachers experience becoming who teachers. In teaching and leanring, I am a boundary-crosser who understands moving ahead is a leap of faith. Teaching is a calling and vocation to express who I am as a person. Currently, I am waiting and listening to what calls me next. I am an educator, phenomenologist, scholar, boundary-crosser, published poet, author, parent, grandparent, and spouse.

30 responses »

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

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

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

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

  5. Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year

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

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

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

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

  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.

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


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