Santa Fe is one of my favorite places on this earth and only more so during the holidays. The snow lays deep here in the high desert and traditions abound, especially on Christmas Eve when the annual Farolito Walk takes place. It's a grand tradition and one I find deeply moving whenever I am lucky enough to be a part of it. Farolitos ('luminarias' to those of us from the East) line the streets and the rooflines of every pathway and property throughout the historic center of town. There are bonfires, caroling and open houses. Strangers welcome you into their homes with cider and green chili stew. Spanish hymns and scripture readings, impromptu gatherings of faith and camaraderie. A chance at least once a year to remember that we are a family not bound by race, class or religion but by the joy of being alive and of being together.

It is far from a perfect world, but it sure can be beautiful. I always appreciate the chance to be reminded of that. And in that spirit, I wish you and yours all the joy of the season.

Christmas 2015