Paper Paper everywhere:

Seasons Greetings

Well, it is X-Mas 🙂

all over the world and in the more affluent West under most all the Trees (that took 5 to 15 years to grow and will so soon be tossed out 😦 ) there are mountains – or at least a few – parcels.

All of them lovingly – or hecticly packed in cheerful colorful wrapping paper. And X- Mas eve – or morning all these papers will be eagerly ripped off to reveal the treasure below.

Do you remember WHY we wrap presents?

Not to hide them from view or to enhance a surprise… It was, in the beginning, to keep a precious item save on a journey undertaken in the old days on Horse back or carriage or on a boat, or just across the fields in inclement weather.

The wrapping also distinguished the fact, that the present was something special – a special gift and not just an ordinary item we would bring, in order to share. Presents were personal acknowledgments pointing to special relationships. And the wrapping then also became an expression of that.

The wrapping expressed the love and care one took with the gift. It was “wrapped in LOVE”

And so the wrapping, representing this love, was treated with the same care and respect as the present itself. The wrapping was kept in a save place to be re-used – again and again and in each turn it was seen to accumulate more and more love from all the people who so lovingly used it to wrap a gift.

In some families – like my husbands, there are still wrapping papers and silks like that, from his grandmother, paper with cute little Penguins and Bears from the time when he was an infant. They are creased and a little crumbly, sometimes get ironed out carefully, but they get used again and again and have Cris-crossed the globe many times: From the island of Sylt to Canada, from Canada to India, from India to Kampala in Uganda, from Uganda back to Sylt and from there to Canada or Berlin or Hamburg or to Skopie……. Did I mention that his family lives “all over”?

So, how about the paper YOUR presents are wrapped in?

Do they represent the love of generations?

Or does your family do the modern thing and uses the green alternative = beautiful fabric drawstring bags of printed cotton, brocade, velvet, silk, or the many that are knitted from re-used wool, or created from grandma’s old apron or grandpa’s first school trousers?

Or is it all cheap pseudo paper = meaning plastic foil?

Will it all be ripped of and tossed aside in a matter of minutes?

Or will this post inspire you to revive an old tradition by creating a new tradition in your circle of loved ones?

Blessings to you and all your gifts!