Once again, I have raced through the Yule season as if running a race. The finish line being the 25th when presents are exchanged. I have zoomed along so rapidly that I have forgotten why this is such a wonderful time of year on so many levels.
I was raised Christian and for followers of Christ, Christmas is birth, hope, salvation. It is a time of new beginnings, peace & love. I am a witch now & yet we pagans celebrate something quite similar. After all peace & love covers all objections, doesn't it?
At Yule the Oak King & Holly King struggle for dominion with the Oak King winning. He must win so that the wheel of the year turns slowly to warmth & birth & away from cold, dark & death. For us Yule is a time of celebration, as we recognize the ever turning seasons. The Yule log crackles(even if it is a gas log) and feasting, drinking & generally merry-making abounds. We feel loving towards many & peaceful towards all.
And yet, we forget all this so easily as we dash around decorating, buying, wrapping. I was watching "White Christmas" the other evening. I love that movie. Bing Crosby was sing to Rosemary Clooney, "I fall asleep counting my blessings." That is going to be my vow this year. I am going to count my blessings every evening lest I forget how blessed I truly am: a wonderful husband, three great sons & their friends & girlfriends, a Goddess & God that watch over me, good health, money enough, Mahjong friends, Happy Hour friends, Meals on Wheels friends, food, love, my beautiful eWitch sisters, my shop & Spelled friends, good health and the myriad of other blessings.
May the Goddess bless all of you with the richness of life, time to enjoy it & a closer presence to Her.