I think it is up to each of us to make Christmas our own, embracing the aspects which bring us joy and pushing aside (or at least minimising) the parts we find stressful or distasteful. For me the latter includes excessive emphasis on food preparation and gift giving/receiving which involves non-surprises, cash vouchers or goats.
Christmas in Australia is ridiculously commercialised and induces a kind of social mania. Being the end of the school year and the beginning of the ubiquitous long summer holiday adds to this hysteria, which starts in October. I believe it is up to the individual to stand firm against this sometimes overwhelming pressure and make Christmas our own.
A few weeks ago I visited our city's major shopping centre (to buy a non Christmas related item) and felt depressed as I nursed a cup of tea in the food court, watching people hurrying past me clutching rolls of wrapping paper, huge boxes of electrical goods and multiple Christmas toy catalogues while muted but definitely Christmassy music wafted palely around us. The shoppers ALL wore looks of grim stress and time pressure, with not one showing the delicious indulgence of leisurely gift hunting which accompanies my (December) Christmas shopping.
I was feeling quite depressed in the midst of this maelstrom until the distinctive sound of a brass band swelled toward me. To my delight two elves strode into the food court, booming Joy to the World into the miasma of greasy chips and strained credit cards via a saxophone and tuba. For a few minutes I was transported into MY Christmas world - organic music, fairy tales and shared joy. My delighted smile and grateful applause won me gracious bows from the elves, while all around me my fellow shoppers sped past, ignoring these musical harbingers of seasonal delight.
I continued my visit with a lifted spirit, humming carols and feeling the first stirrings of Christmas anticipation. Bring it on!