Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Reason for the Season

Skyrim is eating up whatever free time I have, so posts I had intended to, uh, post won't be getting here any time soon.

Alrighty, down to business.  With the winter holidays coming up quick there is no doubt in the return of the whole 'Put Jesus back in Christmas' issue.  I usually ignore it since it doesn't really apply to me.  To each their own and what not.  I am a firm believer that religion should stay out of public schools and have been for years.  Hell, I even wrote two term papers on it in high school.  I try and stay out of those conversations because it just brings up so much bad blood and ill will in a lot of cases.

Recently I found out that two pagan friends have 'switched sides'.  I know that sounds horrible but that's what popped up in my head when I found out/heard about it.  Both women were very devout in their Pagan ways and we talked to each other about all manners of Pagan and witchy stuff.  It made me feel happy to have someone to talk face to face about what we do in general practice or to come to each other for advice.

The first friend, and the one I know best, was very much into her beliefs and was part of a small group I was in trying to get a Pagan group started at a local college.  We weren't there to start a circle, but to educate people on the Pagan community but that's neither here nor there.  She had been a friend in high school so when I found out she was Wiccan I rejoiced.  Now, though, she converted to Catholicism due to her marriage.  At first I thought it may have been one of those moments where she was like 'sure, whatever' but the more I kept up with her online the more confused I got.  She still wishes me and our other Pagan friends happy holidays when they pop up but I noticed she was asking where she could find pins that proclaimed 'Jesus is the reason for the season.'  I saw that and I was floored.  She is an educated person when it comes to the history of religions and faiths so it bothered me greatly to say that winter holiday is thanks to one person who fits a description of many *coughMithracough*.  It usually rubs me the wrong way when people want to be PC but, honestly, when it comes to holidays I want that PC-ness.  Don't wish me Merry Christmas, please.  Don't tell me Happy Hanukkah or any thing else for that matter.  If you do than I will wish you a Happy Yule or Twelfth Night.  My point is, is that the assumptions irritates me to the point that I have the urge, during work, to tell those who say 'May God bless you,' 'May Odin All Father bless you.'  :|  That'll go over well.

While I understand it my friend's right and privilege to follow what ever she wants to follow, it just baffles me that someone so devout in their previous beliefs could suddenly pop up something else.  I can blame it on the husband all I want but it makes me question my friend.  Was she so devout?  Was she just trying something on?

My other friend I don't know so much about.  She had been going through a rough patch and, again this is in my head, I think someone may have gotten to her in her weakness.  She is now born again and seems to completely ignore her past dealings with Wicca.

I think I'm getting bitter in my age.  I'm only 27 and I'm getting cranky with others for odd reasons.  Grendal is there to help figure things out when I just sit around and grump, but even he was surprised.  We've chosen to let it go but I do have something to ask those who happen to read this: Do or did you know anyone who suddenly went from one religion/faith to another out of seemingly nowhere?  What went through your head? :\

Sunday, November 13, 2011

A Long, Long Time Ago....

Yeah, I'm still alive. XP  Life is kicking me in the butt so haven't been able to make it back to the blogosphere.

Updates in my life:

Grendal and I are the proud parents of a furry baby. We got her from an animal shelter about an hour away. Fuyuko (roughly translated as 'winter child') is a 1 year old mix of, what we think, is Pitbull, Shiba Inu, and possibly German Shepard.  She's a hell of a dog and getting along decently with Tinker.  We do get a little nervous about Yuko's play with Tinker.  Yuko like to mouth and use her paws, plus she's bigger than Tinker so we have to keep an eye on them.  Nothing bad has happened so that's a good thing.  We've been taking Yuko everywhere with us.  We've even had play dates with my older sister's dogs.  So far, after two weeks, things couldn't be better.

Grendal has been hired as seasonal help at a local Bergner's store.  While normal chances of staying on after the holiday season is low, he's been trained as both a cashier and a dock worker so we're keeping our fingers crossed!

After the previous holiday I decided it was time to dust off my altar and spruce it up a bit.  Everything is a little tidier now, which makes me and the altar happier.  What's nice is that I've found two crow feathers in lovely condition, both right in my path on my walks home from work.  I had them on my altar as well and since Halloween has passed I was able to purchase two crow figures to place on the altar as well.  I had my eye on them for a while so when they were still there when the sale started I figured that it was time to snag 'em.  Besides, with my recently formed connect with Odin what better way to represent him!

What else.....I can't think of anything new and exciting that has been happening in my life.  I've managed to write a little on my novel in progress but still nothing significant.  With autumn slowly giving way to winter I've felt that familiar intimacy with the night and the earth.  I can't really explain it.  While the world is alive in spring and summer all I want to do is nap in the sun like a cat.  In the colder months, though, I feel at peace.  I want nothing more than to stay inside and make it feel like home through baking and soup making.  The nights are blissful despite the eerie silence thanks to the snow.  Even with the house being near a busy street it feels like we are far away from the hub bub of the city and in the middle of the countryside.  I think I'll wait until the deep parts of winter to make an 'official' connection with the All Father.  For some reason it feels right, and that's what matters the most with these types of things.