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Now that the holidays are over and everyone is deflated or at least most of us, I began to ponder the idea of how I wish everyday was like Christmas. So many people just do something nice on Christmas, birthdays or Valentines Day then the rest of the year is forgotten.
My Mom and I don’t go out of our way on Christmas or any other holiday for that matter because, everyday is a celebration for us. When we see each other, which is often; we do things for each other. It doesn’t have to be something you feel, taste or smell. It can be taking out the garbage for her and repairing her computer, and she will hem up a pair of pants, or fill up my car tank full of gas, the list can go on and on.
My wish for everyone in 2014 is to make everyday a holiday, go out and do something kind for your friends, family or even a stranger especially those in need.
In ancient pagan times, the first day of winter in the Northern Hemisphere was celebrated as the night that the Great Mother Goddess gives birth to the baby Sun God. It is also called Yule, the day a huge log is added to a bonfire, around which everyone would dance and sing to awaken the sun from its long winter sleep.
In Roman times, it became the celebrations honouring Saturnus (the harvest god) and Mithras (the ancient god of light), a form of sun worship that had come to Rome from Syria a century before with the cult of Sol Invictus. It announced that winter is not forever, that life continues, and an invitation to stay in good spirit.
The last day of winter in the Northern Hemisphere occurs between the 20th and 22 December. The Roman celebrated Saturnalia between 17 and 24 December.
To avoid persecution during the Roman pagan festival, early Christians decked their homes with Saturnalia holly. As Christian numbers increased and their customs prevailed, the celebrations took on a Christian observance. But the early church actually did not celebrate the birth of Christ in December until Telesphorus, who was the second Bishop of Rome from 125 to 136AD, declared that Church services should be held during this time to celebrate “The Nativity of our Lord and Saviour.” However, since no-one was quite sure in which month Christ was born, Nativity was often held in September, which was during the Jewish Feast of Trumpets (modern-day Rosh Hashanah). In fact, for more than 300 years, people observed the birth of Jesus on various dates.
In the year 274AD, solstice fell on 25th December. Roman Emperor Aurelian proclaimed the date as “Natalis Solis Invicti,” the festival of the birth of the invincible sun. In 320 AD, Pope Julius I specified the 25th of December as the official date of the birth of Jesus Christ.
In 325AD, Constantine the Great, the first Christian Roman emperor, introduced Christmas as an immovable feast on 25 December. He also introduced Sunday as a holy day in a new 7-day week, and introduced movable feasts (Easter). In 354AD, Bishop Liberius of Rome officially ordered his members to celebrate the birth of Jesus on 25 December.
However, even though Constantine officiated 25 December as the birthday of Christ, Christians, recognising the date as a pagan festival, did not share in the emperor’s good meaning. Christmas failed to gain universal recognition among Christians until quite recently. In England, Oliver Cromwell banned Christmas festivities between 1649 and 1660 through the so-called Blue Laws, believing that Christmas should be a solemn day.
When many Protestants escaped persecution by fleeing to the colonies all over the world, interest in joyous Christmas celebrations was rekindled there. Still, Christmas was not even a legal holiday until the 1800s. And, keep in mind, there was no Father Christmas (Santa Claus) figure at that time.
The popularity of Christmas was spurred on in 1820 by Washington Irving’s book The Keeping of Christmas at Bracebridge Hall. In 1834, Britain’s Queen Victoria brought her German husband, Prince Albert, into Windsor Castle, introducing the tradition of the Christmas tree and carols that were held in Europe to the British Empire. A week before Christmas in 1834, Charles Dickens published A Christmas Carol (in which he wrote that Scrooge required Cratchit to work, and that the US Congress met on Christmas Day). It was so popular that neither the churches nor the governments could not ignore the importance of Christmas celebrations. In 1836, Alabama became the first state in the US to declare Christmas a legal holiday. In 1837, T.H. Hervey’s The Book of Christmas also became a best seller. In 1860, American illustrator Thomas Nast borrowed from the European stories about Saint Nicholas, the patron saint of children, to create Father Christmas (Santa Claus). In 1907, Oklahoma became the last US state to declare Christmas a legal holiday. Year by year, countries all over the world started to recognise Christmas as the day for celebrating the birth of Jesus.
Today, many of the pagan uses are reflected in Christmas. Jesus was born in March, yet his birth is celebrated on 25 December, the time of solstice. The Christmas celebrations end the 12th day of Christmas (6 January), the same amount of days that the return of the sun was celebrated by ancient and Roman pagans. It thus is no surprise that Christian puritans – or even conservative Christians – often are upset that Christmas “is not as religious as it was meant to be,” forgetting that Christmas was not celebrated at all until fairly recently.
The 25th of December is celebrated as the birth date of Jesus Christ. The Bible does not mention Christmas, and early Christians did not observe the birthday of Christ. Christmas as we know it became widely popular only in the 19th Century.
Christmas starts on 25 December and ends 12 days later on 6 January with the Feast of Epiphany also called “The Adoration of the Magi” or “The Manifestation of God.”
The concept of “Peace and Joy” over the Christmas season originates from the pagan believe in the magical powers of mistletoe. Enemies meeting under a mistletoe had to call truce until the following day.
In Finland and Sweden an old tradition prevails, where the twelve days of Christmas are declared to be time of civil peace by law. It used to be that a person committing crimes during this time would be liable to more stiff sentence than normal.
During the Middle Ages, many churches were built in honour of Saint Nicholas, the patron saint of children. Wearing his red and white bishop’s robes, he would ride on a donkey to deliver gifts to children. In 1860, illustrator Thomas Nast introduced Santa Claus in the fashion we now know him.
Where did the year run away to, was I soused and so over-medicated, that I only rouse out of my slumber today, and found that it is only a couple days till Christmas. In a few sleeps, families all over the world will be celebrating the best way, they know how. By getting drunk, and unwrapping gifts they never really wanted and eating so much Turkey and fixings that they will have to go out on Boxing Day just to buy a new pair of pants. My advice would be to wear your stretchy (fat trap) pants when attending these kinds of Festivities.
Most people, I know, either don’t have any living relatives, or they are too far away (believe me when I say, they aren’t complaining). Then there are the families that live close by, and they usually have nothing to do with each other, except for holidays and birthdays. The bottom line is, they really can’t stand each other. Maybe they only have these gatherings because their Mother started it many moons ago. Now that she has passed on, they still feel the need to keep up this tinsel draped charade. They never fight at family gatherings, but they feel the need to put up with each other, year after year, celebration after celebration. I ask myself, why do they do this? Could it be the loads of unwanted gifts that they will receive from each other? The many unwanted bars of soap, ties and socks. I guess, it comes down to tradition, and what one knows.
I opted out of the whole farce quite a few years ago. I always hope that I will wake up and it will be 2008. New Years Eve is another bogus holiday, which I will cover in a later posting. My Mother lives close, my brother in snowy Alberta, my Father’s ashes sit in a pine box at my Mother’s place. I will go to my Mother’s house for Christmas breakfast. My cousin, Dave and his wife, Wendy are coming over to celebrate this occasion with us. Perhaps, we can sit around the pine box and talk about what an idiot my Father was. After all isn’t that why “Festivas” was invented, so you can air all of our grievances. Merry Festivas and Christmas!!!!
Festivus is an annual holiday that was made popular by Reader’s Digest writer and editor Daniel O’Keefe. It was introduced to popular culture by O’Keefe’s son Daniel, a scriptwriter for the TV show Seinfeld, on December 18, 1997, in the episode “The Strike”. (Season 9, Episode 10). The holiday is celebrated each year on December 23, but many people celebrate it at other times, often to avoid the Christmas rush. The holiday includes novel practices such as the “Airing of Grievances”, in which each person tells everyone else all the ways they have disappointed him/her over the past year. Also, after the Festivus meal, the “Feats of Strength” are performed, involving wrestling the head of the household to the floor, the holiday only ending if the head of the household is actually pinned.
Some people, influenced or inspired by Seinfeld, now celebrate the holiday, in varying degrees of seriousness; some carefully following rules from the TV show or books, others humorously inventing their own versions.
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I have been busy moving my Mother once again. This time to Surrey, BC. This year, more so, than any other year, there isn’t any time for Christmas, Winter Solstice, Festivus or, to even feel depressed. I just feel plain spend, to feel much. In turn, many people that I know are feeling the holiday blues. Due to the media, lack of family, friends or funds, whatever it may be. I feel that everyone needs to create his or her own traditions. We sometimes, rely too much on childhood memories or what we see on TV, and let these sources dictate how we should feel. This creates nothing but, major disappointment. Childhood memories are exactly that, recollections, which you can never ever recreate. The media shows us unrealistic images, of how our holidays can be, and this is nothing more than a fantasy, that no one can live up to, not even Martha Stewart, well maybe she can if anyone can. My advice is create new ones. Below are some examples. Try one.
Try holding an open house, on Boxing Day; never try to do it on Christmas day, as you will surely be disappointed. When you send or give out your Christmas cards, to friends, family and acquaintances, make sure to include a note at the bottom as when they can attend your open house. You are sure to make some old and new friends
Next tip, go to a movie on Christmas Eve, when the theatre is empty, you are sure to get a good seat, you can probably even smuggle in a bottle of bubbly. I had a friend, who always went to a movie with her brother every single Christmas Eve
Try volunteering at a shelter, or mission, they always need help on Christmas day. Remember there is always someone worse off then you
Hop in the car, or on the bus and gaze at some decorated houses, and be thankful that you don’t have their electric bill
If everything else fails, you can always get stone drunk on wild turkey, and you won’t even remember anything that happened on December 25th, 2006