Lost in Wonderland



Modern Alice wanders, not down the rabbit hole, but through the doors.

The smells of Starbucks coffee lured her, lulled her slowly in the doors.

This rabbit hole is full of color and glitz. Strange people wander here.

Carts overflowing, signs crying, “Sale!” and “Bigger Sale!” over here.

Parents coo at screaming babies on bearded strangers laps, “So cute!”

Aisles don’t make sense, the labels sense of misdirection so acute.

Halloween Candy! Garden Decor! Alice misses her rabbits and queens.

She has fallen into the machine of Christmas, missing Advent dreams.

Dancing to carols on speakers ringing tinny, she tries to hold on tight!

To Christmas. To the miracle of the manger. The Babe. THAT night.

Sharp elbows speak of no grace, the snarling faces no love, no peace.

She steps aside, helps carry a bag. Offers her seat. Spirit to appease.

In the food court sites a gnome like little man. Elfish grin ear to ear.

He sees her. He nods. He touches the side of his nose. “Come my dear!”

They walk through the stuffed bear covered trees and emerge in awe.

The hard hitting sales have no place here, hard hearts soften and thaw.

“Oh Christmas!” she cries as the elf man takes her hands, “Oh Christmas!”

They dance in the snow. They throw laughter up into the sky. Bliss!

Slowly she shakes her head, and becomes aware.

Christmas malls and shoppers need beware.

The spirit of Christmas won’t be sold.

Even the Grinch learned, truth be told.

Advent is the waiting time, as all know.

Waiting for His coming by candles aglow.

With loving hearts and spirits bright.

We seek His wonderland tonight!


We braved the mall today. Even at -41C with the windchill there were SO many people out and about. It was so weird. Surreal and disturbing ornaments. Mislabeled aisles and locking wheeled shopping carts stranding us to carry bags through the crowds. It is the last day we have to do shopping, and for that I am glad. Sharing tired smiles, grimacing at screaming children on Santa’s lap ( SO GLAD we never did that with our son!) and bracing for the parking lot chaos. Nothing felt better than to get home and relax. So thankful for all we have, and all that passes us by.  Linking up for dVerse with Claudia at the bar serving up Alice in Wonderland and Advent (which I wove together here)…come over won’t you?



  1. brian miller said,

    December 9, 2013 at 1:14 am

    oy, falling into the christmas machine…not the wonderland for sure….ugh…i like advent much more than the rush rush buy buy….the baby and the manger get lost in it for sure.

  2. claudia said,

    December 9, 2013 at 4:56 am

    oh heck… hitting the shopping mall in the pre-christmas time is not fun.. i’m bad enough with shopping anyway but if everything’s crowded i would just leave and dance in the snow as well a bit you know… and important to remember why we really celebrate this big birthday party…smiles

  3. December 9, 2013 at 5:55 am

    Oh I’m so glad to have escaped that.. Sounds like a real nightmare… Not room for any real Christmas here.

  4. lucychili said,

    December 9, 2013 at 7:59 am

    wow cold! =) warmer here in Oz but also rain.

  5. MarinaSofia said,

    December 9, 2013 at 11:24 am

    I like the long verse structure and piling on of phrase after phrase, mimicking that overabundance and crowding which you must have experienced.

  6. lynndiane said,

    December 9, 2013 at 6:10 pm

    You describe the advent-urous shopping frenzy well…and point us in a more peaceful direction. Well done!

  7. Mama Zen said,

    December 10, 2013 at 4:18 am

    This is an absolute delight.

  8. December 10, 2013 at 10:51 pm

    hectic!! this reminds of when I was little… tickle me elmo was causing riots in stores and my mom had to beat a lady down the isle to get the last one in stock, lol (true story)… smiles

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