Only 10 more shopping days until Christmas. That is, unless you're a recovering holiday shopper, like me. In which case, there are only 10 more non-shopping days til Christmas, then this whole shopping ordeal will be over. Until next year.
I'm celebrating my third Christmas in recovery and I've never enjoyed the holidays more than I have these past three years. After denying my addiction to holiday shopping for decades, two years ago, with the economy crashing all around, and Black Friday shoppers crashing down the doors at a Walmart in Long Island killing an employee, I knew the jig was up and my shopping gig was over.
Pondering that incident, I saw a reflection of my own out of control shopping behavior and I must admit, I didn't like what I saw. I might not have been among the crowd of crazed consumers that day, but I knew my own hands were not spotless. The day of reckoning was at hand. It was time to face the music and acknowledge I was powerless over my need to acquire stuff for stockings.
What was this crazy behavior really about? Was it a secret "Santa Syndrome" from which I suffered? Did I long to be the heroic and mysterious night visitor who brought brightly wrapped packages to all the good little boys and girls? Or did I think my worth as a human being was measured by the number of packages I presented at Christmas? Or was it something else?
I can't exactly explain what would come over me as I shopped for Christmas presents. Perhaps you can relate. With shopping list firmly in hand, knowing exactly what I wanted to buy for each person, the moment I entered a store, all my careful planning would go out the window and I would fall prey to a pent up urge to buy "stuff." I literally would lose my mind and all control in a store.
So many pretty things! Why not buy one of each in every color? Did it matter that the person on my list could have cared less about the object in my crosshairs? Nyet! I obviously had my priorities seriously twisted. And so the Christmas stockings would be filled to overflowing with stuff nobody really wanted, but I somehow felt fulfilled. I know, it sounds pathetic to admit it now, but at the time, what can I say? I was afflicted.
Full disclosure: my out of control shopping was not entirely limited to the holidays. Shopping, and it's accompanying rituals: thinking about shopping, planning what to buy, driving to the stores, finding a parking space, scoping out the goods, making discernments about size, color, price, quality, beauty, texture, etc. was a kind of "retail therapy" that filled a void in my life, and at the same time allowed me to avoid addressing the void itself.
As long as I could keep on buying stuff, I could avoid the void. But then the economy crashed, people went crazy at Walmart, and I woke up to confront my own reality. The void was staring me in the face and more "therapy" was not the answer. The recession actually did me a favor by forcing me to get real about what I was avoiding. At the core of my obsession was a deep longing for authentic connection with myself. I was attempting to fill a spiritual void with "stuff" and "things". I was the stocking I was seeking to stuff. It was my love for myself I was seeking.
We know that all addictions are an attempt to fill a spiritual void. In truth it was authentic presence I was seeking, not presents. A person could be forgiven for misinterpreting the two terms. But I'm clear about the difference and I know it can't be found in "things".
After that fateful Black Friday at Walmart, I decided to consume less, but give more. Last year, I referred to my conversion as going gift-free, but I now see that isn't entirely true. I do give gifts, just not the kind that can be wrapped. They can only be experienced. This is deeply satisfying to me because it actually addresses the source of my addiction. In creating alternative ways to share in the spirit of the holidays I am much more present to and for myself, and others. This was the true void wanting to be filled.
If any of this resonates with you, you might consider adopting an alternative approach to your own holiday gifting. Last year, one reader suggested:
I've been toying with the idea of giving my children 'coupons' for special mommy-and-me activities instead of the normal round of toys. Think like an hour of playing X-Box with mommy, a manicure/ pedicure, an ice-cream date, a swimming date at the YMCA, 5 Red-box movie rentals of their choice, etc. These would be redeemable at any time by the kids. I floated the idea by my 6 and 4 year old and they loved it, though they insisted there would have to be "real" coupons that they could hand me. I was surprised they were so receptive and I've been trying to come up with other activities they might enjoy.
And from another reader :
Ironing cotton pillowcases before bed on a winter's eve.
Here are some additional alternatives to traditional gifting you might consider:
We all have a choice about how we want to spend our resources; time, energy and money, and the experience we want to create at the end of the day. It's also a choice about how you see yourself contributing to the sustainability of the planet.
This, I believe is the true spirit of not only this time, but of these times. As never before, we are called to reconnect with what matters. Let this holiday season be a beckoning for you to come forward with the gift of your authentic presence and offer yourself as the priceless gift you are. No credit cards or cash required.
Are you a recovering holiday shopper? Have you already gone gift-free or are you contemplating it? Please stop by the comment section and share your ideas about gifting alternatives for the holidays. We're all searching for how to bring more joy and less stress to this time of year. Please share the wealth!
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So often we look for delight in outer things. It is an inside job indeed, for there the treasure lives.
so much love your way, with wishes for a season of unimaginable blessings,
Cara
And all through the mall
No one was smiling
No one at all.
As far as shopping goes, my mom and her sister were the queens of shopping, holiday-style or otherwise. They'd go to a mall when the stores opened and leave when they closed, and if you were foolish enough to go with them, you'd be begging for mercy by lunchtime. There were times that they'd have to go home during the day to unload the car because the trunk was too full to hold any more stuff, and then they'd go right back and shop some more.
One funny thing, though - they never bought things for themselves. It was always the perfect toy for a grandson or the perfect purse for a granddaughter (or perfect shirt for a husband or brother, or...). If you have to be a shopaholic, shopping for other people is a pretty good way to deal with it. Their lives were all about enriching the lives of others, and one of the ways they expressed that was by trying to find perfect gifts for everyone.
I love what you've shared about your mom and her sister, for it seems to be the best of both/all worlds. Although the full trunk at lunchtime does sound a bit "suspect". I think I detect an obsessive quality here, but what brings joy to the giver is highly subjective. There can be fun in trying to find the perfect gift, but for me, that experience often led me down a back alley where my priorities got distorted.
Today, the perfect gift for me, is clearly, the one of a shared experience of some kind, that doesn't involve shopping, however it may involve planning and organizing, etc.
And on that note, what could be a better gift than this "virtual friendship", forged on this page, transcending conventional boundaries, a touching of spirits, souls and hearts? You are a gift and I treasure our connection.
Warmly,
Judith
I absolutely share your desire to move away from material gifts to gifts that are more directly personal. But my mom and Aunt Doris grew up at a time when material things were hard to come by, and I guess that was an influence on their desire to give things to others. But their giving spirit was a holy, pure core in their inner beings - in the same way that you pour pure water through coffee grounds, and the type of grounds influences the taste and texture of the coffee, it's still a product of pure water. We're given these existential gifts, and the way they are expressed is a product of the people they're poured through. That makes life so exciting and wonderful - holy water that flows through a thousand people and you see a thousand ways that it emerges.
Have a great Christmas and have fun trying to find the holy water flowing out of people that you may not see every day (maybe by choice, LOL).
Does that make me a cookie monster? I hope so!
This is a perfect example of "the giving is the receiving". If that makes you a cookie monster, then have at it. Sharing in the pleasure of the one receiving is the true gift of giving, is it not? Otherwise, why bother?
My own approach, the gifting of experiential presents only, makes this even more palpable, because I usually get to participate in the "experience" gifted.
May you have a big, fat, cookie monster-filled holiday season!
I just love what you bring here! Many blessings to you dear Arithrianos,
Judith
And for those who do the black friday shopping, try working the other end just once, when those doors open, it sounds like a herd of elephants stampeding down the aisles and the floor vibrates with the horde running in to get that "big deal".... frightening indeed....
What's your personal favorite in the cookie department?
Happy holidays to you,
Judith
Happy Baking!
There are lessons here for when times are better as a reminder to keep life simple and that less really is more.
I'm with you. The older I become, the more I appreciate simplicity. Who needs to be burdened by complexity, which obscures truth and beauty and makes life more stressful? Let's remember these lessons when the "fat"times return. (But something in me thinks it'll never be the same again, not for the majority of people. "Fat" times for the rich, lean times for the rest of us.) I'll go with lean, at least metaphysically. Sign me up for simple.
Blessings,
Judith
And same back to you.............
Really great job. You speak the truth for so many.
I also feel that the gift of time is a wonderful thing for my children. I have often selected a special event to share with my kids as a first preference over a consumer item.
I also have found that many families have chosen to spend their holiday budget by going away together. Getting out of the house and the temptations and even escaping to a nearby town with a hotel, spa and pool is a thrill for everyone, and creates more of the moments we want to remember during the holidays.
I am thinking about this for my piece this weekend as well. The ability to make such a decision is linked into a willingness to step out of self-guilt and into self-love.
and much love to you and yours this season my wise teacher!
Kari
I wish I could be a fly on the wall at your house during the holidays. Or maybe even a full blown adult participant! I know you create a magical time, no matter what, and it's not about "stuff".
Much love to you and yours at this magical time of year,
Judith
I finally asked myself one day, "Am I giving a gift here, or asking for someone's approval?"
Happy no gifting,
Judith
I have been finding a lot of joy in writing a few words to dear friends in Christmas cards. My "planned" Christmas shopping during my recent trip to England was cancelled through bad weather and being unable to get to the shops!
However, I did have a pile of unsent Christmas cards from previous years that are now coming into their own. Times are now past when I indulged in so-called retail therapy, which actually wasn't. I do enjoy giving gifts in a quiet way without a lot of frenzy.
It is the spirit of giving and receiving and the openness that comes with it that I really love about this time of the year. Your suggestions are wonderful!
With lots of love and joy to you,
Anne
I'm so happy to see you here! I've missed you on this page and trust and hope that your time away is restorative and productive in just the right ways that nurture your body, soul and spirit.
The best of the holiday season to you. Lots of love and joy your way,
Judith
Love and infinite joy to you these holidays,
Anne