We're finding that celebrating a holiday doesn't have to be a show. It just has to be what we want it to be. And this weekend is all about hope, good food, and time.
As spring creeps its head around the corner, the ground begins to loosen, the birds begin to return, winter dies. This winter seems to have lasted a year. But I feel apprehensive, yet renewed hope for a day, just on the other side of now, where I'm hugging my brother or strolling my daughter through the zoo. A day when I can go on a date with my husband or laugh in a movie theatre with my son.
I'm finding that celebrating The Wheel of The Year isn't about making each and every festival or feast as extraordinary as the christian counterparts have become in the watchful eye of capitalism. It's more about focus, thought, honor, and slowing down to notice what lays before us and say goodbye to what lies behind us.
I have loved every Christmas of my life. Even the one when I was sick and had to spend the whole day in the den while my family celebrated in the living room. Even the one when I wasn't on the best of terms with my Momma. Even the one right after we lost Dad.… Continue reading Unlocking Traditions: Yule
It was a night we loved. And a night we hope to share with others when the sun comes back this way.
We rediscovered the Celtic, Norse, and Pagan holidays of our ancestors. And that led us to commit to a year of celebrating the Wheel of the Year. The first upcoming from the moment we decided this was Mabon or Autumn Equinox.