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Life as a Holiday Daymaker

PandoraHeaderLotus.jpgHappy Bah-humbug!

Getting out and about during the holidays can be challenging.  More traffic can mean more stress.  Everyone is trying to get where they are going faster.  Folks have a ton of to-do’s on their mind, and if they are like me, are problem solving how to fit everything into 24 hours.

It doesn’t take a highly sensitive person to feel the pressure or to sense that many people are living just on the edge.

This is especially true for folks in the service industry.  We rely on them to up the supply for our increased demand, but we often forget to up our sharing of gratitude.  Instead, we can pile the pressure on!

The same can be said for our friends, family, co-workers, and for any stranger we meet.  People are stressed!

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Life as a Holiday Daymaker

I have set a standard for myself that I want to encourage you to play with.  I am by no means perfect at it, but when I am not leaning in the direction of what I strive for, it is a clue that I need a little self-care….need to slow down…and chill.

A few months ago, I came across a book called Life as a Daymaker by David Wagner.  Wagner encourages us to approach life with the intention of making someone’s day.   He offers examples we can follow and tweak to fit our own lives.

I found myself wanting to be a Daymaker as the holidays approached.  I would come across someone who needed a little yummy energy and found myself wanting to help them by sending out some good vibes.  When I work with kids, I call this good vibe sharing, “energizing a person. ” It is simply connecting with them in a way that makes them feel valued.

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Simple Ways to Energize a Person or Situation

  • Offer a smile to someone….long enough for them to feel it.
  • Look someone in the eyes, and let your eyes smile at them.
  • Take a bit of their load.   (Example: While in a drive thru this afternoon, a sign on the window said if the cashier didn’t tell me about a special offer that I could ask for a cookie.  I could already see she had too much on her plate, so when she took my cash card I said, “You don’t need to tell me about the offer.”  I could immediately see some of her burden lifted. That felt better than any cookie could taste!)
  • Touch their arm for a second to connect.  (Touch is SO important, and so many of us don’t get touched enough.  I met a new friend recently who is from another country.  He lives alone, has no local family, and few friends.  I was joking around with him and slapping his arm while we laughed.  I knew it was a risk.  He barely knew me.  I was playing with him like I might my brother.  At the end of the night he walked around the table for a hug.  He hugged my husband too.  We were all blessed!)
  • Put yourself in their shoes and verbally honor the difficulty of their day.
  • Tell them you appreciate them.
  • Do something special for someone.  (Buy someone’s drink anonymously.  This happens all day at the Starbuck’s near my house.  And a few times a week at a restaurant I sometimes go to.  It feels magical!)
  • Give them a call….share a bit of your day….listen to a bit of theirs.
  • Tell someone they have made YOUR day.  (It is quite contagious!)

I would love to hear your Daymaker ideas or experiences.  Has someone made your day or is there someone you are thinking about energizing?  Let us know!

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Rachel Payne life creativity coach

 

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  1. I like it! I will try to find the book and also will try to do this while at work. I recently told someone that I would rather be at work on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, so I could share it with others that are having to work. I enjoy ‘playing Santa’ on Christmas Eve and giving my time and appreciation to others during his most difficult time. Back when I was in College at UNT and several years thereafter, I would put on a Santa Suit and visit a local Nursing home on Christmas Eve and make sure I saw each and every Nursing Home resident in the bldg. One particular year, I had my young Son (about age 8 or 9 with me) and he was wearing green sweats and
    as an ‘elf’. I was able to teach him by showing him what the real spirit of Christmas was. See, there was a Lady in bed, almost asleep and I knocked when I entered her room. I said “Merry Christmas, HO HO HO” and she said “same to you”. I remember looking around her room seeing her TV on, showing a Chrismas special with the volume turned down, a beautiful tree, adorned with white lights and cards and decorations, and thought how it was in contrast to the many other rooms I had visited that didn’t have hardly any Christmas or festive decorations in it. She was maybe 90 lbs soaking wet, and appeared very old. I bent down to her bedside with my young Son at my side and I asked her how she was doing and she said “OH MY, It’s Santa!” I said Yes Mam, it’s Christmas Eve you know. She started to cry and asked that I move closer to her so she could see my beard and she how pretty I was and I did. She started to cry again and she said, “you don’t know how many years it’s been since I even thought about being visited by Santa, I’m 98 you know and I feel like I’m 6 again! Merry Christmas to you sweetie for bringing me this gift” I then started to cry and had to take my Santa glasses off to clean and dry them, then my Son started to cry and we were all a big red and white (and green) blubbering mess. Then I got myself together and asked her if I could give her a hug and gently scooped her up in my arms and hugged her and kissed her forehead and told her to keep the spirit of Christmas in her heart always and that I had to go and she wished me a goodnight. My Son and I left her room and stood outside the door and cried. I looked at him and said Son, now you know what the REAL spirit of Christmas is. It’s not buying things at stores, it’s not how much you decorate or eat or cook. It’s really about giving yourself to those who need it and she needed it, and this could possibly be her last Christmas alive. I gave her the gift of being 6 years old again, and no amount of money or wishes could do that.

    Since those days, I have lost the spirit of Christmas. “Life happened” and I either was too broke to purchase another Santa suit, or my Car wasn’t working well enough to get me to Denton, or I wasn’t feeling well enough, or I was scheduled to work, or my Dad died (just days before Christmas), like I said, “Life happened.” But this year, I have decided to do what it takes to get a Santa Suit and do a repeat performance! Even though, I am scheduled to work at 10pm that night until 6am, I will be Santa this year, ‘come hell or high water’ (as they say it here in Texas!)
    SO I understand all about giving of yourself, giving the time or thinking about how we can help others by thinking of them instead of yourself. That, dead sweet Rachel, is the real spirit of Christmas. Not enough people these days think of others and what they’re also dealing with (as you have said.) And since my family have either passed or are ‘missing in action’, I have decided to give for Christmas (to complete strangers) and to myself, the spirit of Christmas.
    Thanks for allowing me to share my thoughts and experiences, and I wish you and Eric nothing but the true ‘Magic’ of the season!
    {{{{{hugs}}}}} from Santa
    ~CL

  2. I like it! I will try to find the book and also will try to do this while at work. I recently told someone that I would rather be at work on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, so I could share it with others that are having to work. I enjoy ‘playing Santa’ on Christmas Eve and giving my time and appreciation to others during his most difficult time. Back when I was in College at UNT and several years thereafter, I would put on a Santa Suit and visit a local Nursing home on Christmas Eve and make sure I saw each and every Nursing Home resident in the bldg. One particular year, I had my young Son (about age 8 or 9 with me) and he was wearing green sweats and
    as an ‘elf’. I was able to teach him by showing him what the real spirit of Christmas was. See, there was a Lady in bed, almost asleep and I knocked when I entered her room. I said “Merry Christmas, HO HO HO” and she said “same to you”. I remember looking around her room seeing her TV on, showing a Chrismas special with the volume turned down, a beautiful tree, adorned with white lights and cards and decorations, and thought how it was in contrast to the many other rooms I had visited that didn’t have hardly any Christmas or festive decorations in it. She was maybe 90 lbs soaking wet, and appeared very old. I bent down to her bedside with my young Son at my side and I asked her how she was doing and she said “OH MY, It’s Santa!” I said Yes Mam, it’s Christmas Eve you know. She started to cry and asked that I move closer to her so she could see my beard and she how pretty I was and I did. She started to cry again and she said, “you don’t know how many years it’s been since I even thought about being visited by Santa, I’m 98 you know and I feel like I’m 6 again! Merry Christmas to you sweetie for bringing me this gift” I then started to cry and had to take my Santa glasses off to clean and dry them, then my Son started to cry and we were all a big red and white (and green) blubbering mess. Then I got myself together and asked her if I could give her a hug and gently scooped her up in my arms and hugged her and kissed her forehead and told her to keep the spirit of Christmas in her heart always and that I had to go and she wished me a goodnight. My Son and I left her room and stood outside the door and cried. I looked at him and said Son, now you know what the REAL spirit of Christmas is. It’s not buying things at stores, it’s not how much you decorate or eat or cook. It’s really about giving yourself to those who need it and she needed it, and this could possibly be her last Christmas alive. I gave her the gift of being 6 years old again, and no amount of money or wishes could do that.

    Since those days, I have lost the spirit of Christmas. “Life happened” and I either was too broke to purchase another Santa suit, or my Car wasn’t working well enough to get me to Denton, or I wasn’t feeling well enough, or I was scheduled to work, or my Dad died (just days before Christmas), like I said, “Life happened.” But this year, I have decided to do what it takes to get a Santa Suit and do a repeat performance! Even though, I am scheduled to work at 10pm that night until 6am, I will be Santa this year, ‘come hell or high water’ (as they say it here in Texas!)
    SO I understand all about giving of yourself, giving the time or thinking about how we can help others by thinking of them instead of yourself. That, dear sweet Rachel, is the real spirit of Christmas. Not enough people these days think of others and what they’re also dealing with (as you have said.) And since my family have either passed or are ‘missing in action’, I have decided to give for Christmas (to complete strangers) and to myself, the spirit of Christmas.
    Thanks for allowing me to share my thoughts and experiences, and I wish you and Eric nothing but the true ‘Magic’ of the season!
    {{{{{hugs}}}}} from Santa
    ~CL

    • CL! I adore your story…and the message that it sends. I think I am going to see every Santa just a bit different this year because of you! Enjoy your time in the suit and in the spirit of this magical season. Thank you for making yourself at home here. I am always delighted when you share!!!

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