Its a common enough though that fairies exsist because we believe they do, that some how our imagination is creating mythic woulds. That we ourselves project our fantasy personas into that reality where we battle for good or evil. If I told you this was as true as Santa you might look at me funny but the idea is the same, we want so much for there to be a kind and generous person granting wishes that we sometimes feel compelled to take action. Foolishly, joyfully over spending on gifts, suddenly possessed of a great generosity uncommon to our generation. A passion for tradition and loss of the need for acknowledgment that comes with knowing. A kind of confidence that comes from within that spreads an infectious smile and a mischievous glee. This is what playing Santa does going from a gift giving obligation to embracing the spirit of the season. All seasons have their own spirit we see them, the enchanting spring couples to the Midsummer frestables where wild things gather and the