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Yes. I celebrate it. Do you find it strange that a self-proclaimed atheist would publicly announce that she celebrates a holiday that is pronounced by the main stream as religious in nature?

I struggled with it when I was first discovering my lack of belief in the supernatural. Although my childhood was filled with Christmases, I never really knew WHY we celebrated. We just did. We put up a tree every year. We exchanged gifts. We sang carols. We had a grand feast with the whole family, and sometimes even friends and relations. It was a magical time of year, and I was loathe to lose that all because of some hype about it being a Christian holiday.

The great thing about the modern times we live in – information is at my fingertips. Between the library and Google, a gal can find just about anything. My search began when I was in college. I’ll admit, I was torn between being desperate to hold onto a childhood tradition and striking out on my own with new traditions based on my new-found distaste for deities and fairy tales. At one point, I remember being so disgusted with the whole Christmas affair that I swore I would never celebrate it again. Between consumerism and the rifts the holiday season causes between people… I was ready to throw in the towel.

Thankfully, I persevered. I dug a little deeper. I researched religions and traditions that existed before, during, and after the supposed birth of Jesus. I read my Bible. Yes. You read that correctly. I read it. Some sections I even read more than one version of because it was so confounding and vague. I read essays and books depicting both sides of the argument. I talked to people I knew about what Christmas meant to them. I even suffered through annual Christmas plays at the church my husband’s family all attend.

So why do I still celebrate Christmas if I’ve done all this studying? Why would I still persist in keeping alive a holiday with such pious undertones?

My answer: Christmas is not solely a Christian holiday.

I hear the flames crackling. The stone throwers are aiming their best throwing arm toward my windows. The trolls are salivating, waiting for their chance to swoop in and rip me limb from limb for my audacity. Nevertheless, I’ll stick to my guns here. Christmas is a conglomeration of holidays from several different belief systems. It is a mutant of good cheer for people from all walks of life, not just for those who would hold to the literal translation of the word.

It all started back before that pesky Jesus guy ever took his first mythical breath of our Earthly atmosphere. The winter solstice was an event that anyone could witness. It was when the dark days of the northern climate began to reverse themselves – when the light returned to the world. It clearly marked a transition from death and cold to life and warmth. Many pagan traditions sprang up around this time of year, including the celebration of a new calendar year.

The most pronounced of celebrations around this time before Christ was ever thought of was that of Saturnalia. This was an ancient Greek festival beginning on December 17 of the Julian calendar giving honor to their agricultural deity, Saturn. It covered several days of feasts, festivities, gift giving, poetry exchanging, gambling, dancing, and a social egalitarianism that brought slaves nearly to equal status of their masters. The holiday was a festival of light, with candles aplenty to light the way toward knowledge, truth, and the winter solstice.

Later, when the Romans took over, Saturnalia included Sol Invictus (Birthday of the Unconquerable Sun) on December 25th of the Julian calendar. Even after the Saturnalia holiday was taken off of official calendars of the time, Romans continued to celebrate it for centuries, until it’s festivities were eventually absorbed by Christians in the middle of the 4th century AD. Scholars think that Saturnalia is the origin of gift giving, gingerbread men, and caroling.

Another holiday tradition, that of Santa Claus, is an amalgamation of many similar traditions, though most scholars agree that the original was Saint Nicholas. He was a 4th century bishop in Turkey, who routinely appeared in his red bishop’s garb to inquire about the behavior of children before generously giving them small gifts. His feast on December 6th was later changed to Christmas Eve in the 17th century, to coincide with Christmas. Our modern day Santa in the United States comes from a reformation in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s, where  Santa acquired a more secular attire. By the 1920’s, Santa was a standardized figure thanks to the advertising industry. In this case, Santa started out as a Catholic symbol and became a secular one. I find that fascinating, because it parallels what is happening with the entire Christmas tradition.

Yule, like Saturnalia, was an indigenous celebration that happened in December. This 12 day festival started on the winter solstice. It was a time filled with feasting,  drinking, and sacrifice. Traditional foods included the Yule goat, Yule boar (Christmas ham, anyone?), and Yule log (a culinary confection filled with layers of cake and filling, covered in brown bark frosting and dusted with powdered sugar as if under a fresh snow). Many a Yule toast was made to Odin, a major god in Norse mythology. In the 900’s, a Norse King named Haakon the Good converted to Christianity and decided to celebrate Christmas during the same days as his people celebrated Yule. He even passed a law that forced anyone celebrating Christmas under his reign to have ale with their meals as long as the ale and holiday lasted. Drinking and shennanigans! Who could pass that up?

Nowadays, the words Yule and Christmas are considered to be one and the same, although we no longer sacrifice animals and use their blood to paint those who need blessings from Odin and the other Norse gods. Although, unrelated and gross as it is, there are still many who routinely imbibe the blood and body of a 2000 year old corpse. How cannibalism and necrophilia are any better than animal sacrifice is a complete mystery to me. Anyway, onward…

Even something as simple as the holly plant, Ilex aquifolium, has pre-Christian origins. In ancient heraldry, holly signified truth. References have been found as far back as 750 BCE alluding to the wearing of holly wreaths on the heads of druids and other important figures. Druids brought holly boughs into their homes to shelter elves and faeries who joined mortals during Yuletide. An old Teutonic custom dictated the bringing in of evergreen and holly branches to be used as havens for sylvan spirits from the cold winter weather. People hung wishes written on parchment from holly branches.

Ancient Romans associated holly with their Sun god, Saturn. They gave boughs of holly to family and friends during the Saturnalia as a symbol of summer’s fertility. Roman naturalist Pliny the Elder wrote that when holly was planted near a house or a farm, it repelled poison and protected against lightning and sorcery. The prevalence of holly lore before Christianity only made it easier for the old religions to convert. Missionaries claimed that holly sprang up under Jesus’ feet as he walked, and that the red berries were a symbol of his blood instead of a symbol of fertility. It wasn’t such a leap to go from associating the plant with one god to associating it with another, especially since the ideas were so similar in nature.

Something fun, but unrelated to Christmas – did you know that before Christianity, newborn babies were often sprinkled with Holly water to protect them from evil spirits? Holly water… holy water. It’s amazing how many pagan and secular traditions were adopted by Christianity in order to appeal to the unconverted masses.

Still think everything about Christmas is Christian in origin? If you had lived in colonial times where the population was predominately Puritan, you might think exactly the opposite. In fact, the Puritans were so aghast at the secularism and paganism associated with Christmas that they banned it altogether in 1659. It wasn’t until the mid-1900’s that the Boston area finally began openly celebrating Christmas again. Their argument was that Christmas had no biblical justification, and was a time of wasteful and immoral behavior.

No biblical justification. Think on that for a moment. How many times do you see the word Christmas in the bible? How about Yule, Noel, holly, evergreen, carol, etc? They aren’t there. As a matter of fact, nowhere in the bible does it explicitly state the month of the birth of Christ. A little digging, and anyone can see that it would be folly to think he could have been born in the winter. The roman census would not have been performed in the middle of winter, when weather is cold and roads become impassable or dangerous. Shepherds who slept with their flocks in the fields in the middle of winter instead of seeking shelter for themselves and their flocks would be looked upon as extremely foolhardy. As someone who has raised sheep, I can tell you that most breeds NEED good shelter in the winter.

When looking at everything without the bias of religion, it’s easy to see how Christians were able to adopt and adapt prior traditions from other cultures and belief systems. I can see why many Christians vehemently deny it – how embarrassing to learn that all you do is just reheated leftovers from conquered peoples! Why be embarrassed, though, when the alternate is embracing the varied ancestry of a joyous time of year? It’s not shameful for me to say that I celebrate Christmas, because I see Christmas as a special time of year that has absorbed so many good traditions from so many well-meaning cultures.

The “reason for the season” is axial tilt. People were celebrating the winter solstice as the start of a new year, as a time for revelry, long before Christians came along and claimed (around 400 years late, I might add) that their god-child was born at the exact same time. What a monumental coincidence! And how lucky for the missionaries who were bound and determined to get the best conversion rates!

It wasn’t luck. It was politics. Well, if Christians can steal their special days from pagans, I see no reason why I as a secular person cannot take them back.

Yes, I celebrate Christmas, and I am proud to do so. I have no qualms with the background history of the things I do during the holiday season. I have no guilt over bringing wooden Santa carvings (see idolatry in the bible)  into my house and giving them a special place on the mantle. I have no problem lighting candles to ring in the solstice and welcome the light back into my world. I have no issues with teaching my children that even though none of the gods of the holiday season are real, the love and fun of the season are.

This is me embracing the melting pot of Christmas. Merry Christmas! Happy Solstice! Have a wonderful New Year!

We have a tentative ground breaking for the third week in April! Yay! It might have been earlier, but since we live on a dirt road that has spring weight restrictions, we have to wait for them to be lifted in order to get the big equipment up on our hill.

Just before this most recent snow storm hit, our contractor had one of his contacts out doing a perc test where the septic system will be. We had originally wanted to go with composting (aka: sawdust) toilets and a greywater system with mulch pits throughout the orchard, but since we are going through a bank now we had to change our plans a little. If he wasn’t able to finish getting a lay of the land or doing the test before the storm hit, he might have to go back out to finish in March. No big deal – we have plenty of time before construction can start.

We’ve been busy picking out finishing touches. The contractor we hired has specific instructions to get the house built to move-in status, but not to do any of the finish work. My husband and I will be putting in the flooring, cupboards, trim, woodstove, ceiling fans, etc. We’ll also be painting the walls and exterior. All in all, the builder is fairly certain he’ll be finished well within six weeks. That puts us at the occupancy stage in early June. Perfect timing, since my husband has a three week R&R home from Afghanistan starting June 1st. We’ll probably take a week to do something fun, like hiking in the Porky’s or camping on Lake Superior, then spend the other two weeks working on the house. After he’s gone again, I’ll probably go up there with the kids every chance I get to work on what we weren’t able to finish.

I want to be in there full-time before the kids start school next fall. That leaves us about two months to make it livable – easy peasy. Here are some of the ideas I’ve been tossing around for finish work – just to give you an idea of how much I’m putting on my plate.

Pine flooring. Not a fan of all the lines of oak or other hardwoods. Our ceiling in the living room/kitchen area will be pine tongue & groove as well.

Bathroom vanity made from rustic changing table.


Neutral tone tiling in the walk-in shower.

Stone flooring in the kitchen area. Our cupboards will probably be simple like the ones pictured, too.

Concrete kitchen countertops with built-in trivets next to the stovetop, a drainboard next to the apron sink, and plumbing fixtures made to look antique.

The Alderlea T4 wood stove. We’re still swinging between this and a few other models. Blaze King and Baker’s Oven are in the running.

It feels like everything is finally starting to come together. We’ve waited a decade to own our own land and start building our little homestead cabin. I’m so excited, I could just burst!

Have you ever taken a personality test? I just did for fun, and got exactly what I expected. I took a version of the Jung/Myers-Briggs personality test just now to see what it would say. Here are my results:

INFJ – creative, smart, focus on fantasy more than reality, attracted to sad things, fears doing the wrong thing, observer, avoidant, fears drawing attention to self, anxious, cautious, somewhat easily frightened, easily offended, private, easily hurt, socially uncomfortable, emotionally moody, does not like to be looked at, fearful, perfectionist, can sabotage self, can be wounded at the core, values solitude, guarded, does not like crowds, organized, second guesses self, more likely to support marijuana legalization, focuses on peoples hidden motives, prone to crying, not competitive, prone to feelings of loneliness, not spontaneous, prone to sadness, longs for a stabilizing relationship, fears rejection in relationships, frequently worried, can feel victimized, prone to intimidation, lower energy, strict with self

Here is a link to the test I just took. I was through it in about five minutes. Short and sweet.

I think that gives a very good look into who I am, though it makes me sound a bit more depressed than I am. I have a fairly good outlook on life. I don’t hold onto things for too long, I think. When I’m hurt, I cut away at whatever hurt me to get it out of my life, and that helps me get over it faster.  I am lonely a lot, but I think it’s because I have such high expectations of the people I surround myself with. If a person makes choices I deem as bad (complete lack of compassion, tells lies easily, demands respect but gives none, doesn’t use rational thinking, takes advantage of others, etc) then I ditch them quick. I don’t willingly associate with people like that simply because I’ve had enough interactions with those types to teach me it’s not worth my time.

It tickles me that it says “not competitive.” I think that’s the one trait that is dead wrong in the list. I’m very competitive. I take extreme pride in doing a thing and doing it WELL. I’m constantly comparing myself to the people around me and trying to better myself based on what I find. For instance, when I hurt someone’s feelings, I apologize and try to make things right. I like when the offended person responds kindly to me – I don’t like when I get backlash once for the initial offense and a second time when I try to make amends. So I try to remember that feeling when someone offends me and offers an apology. I am proud that I can look at being offended as a chance to grow a relationship instead of an excuse to end it. This ties in with my social awkwardness, I suppose. I’m proud that in some small ways I am more compassionate and able to forgive than the other people who look down on me for my awkwardness (oddly enough, the people who lack compassion and the ability to forgive are usually Christians… go figure).

This personality type paints a picture that lets me see why I make the choices I make, too. I AM easily frightened – I experienced being jobless and homeless and don’t want to be caught in that situation again. I AM guarded – I’ve been hurt by so many people that it takes a long time to gain my trust. I AM attracted to sad things, because I would like to help the people affected and maybe learn how to avoid those same sad things in my own life. I DO focus on fantasy more than reality, because if I’m being honest here – reality sucks sometimes. That’s why I had to give up on the TV years ago. I’d much rather live my life without worrying over all of the negative things in the media. I DON’T like crowds, which is exactly why I don’t enjoy shopping or even going out during the holiday season, and why I can’t enjoy myself living in a city or apartment. I AM fearful. I see gas prices tripling in the past 20 years. I see food prices skyrocketing. I see debt increasing. I see wages going stagnant. I’m fearful for the future, and that’s why I’m so attracted to the prepared lifestyle – it negates that fear.

I’m curious if these traits are common in country folk. Where do you stand on the spectrum?

I haven’t done nearly as much as I set out to, but I like to think that I’ve made quite the large impact with what little I did accomplish. Week two ended with a total of 6 gallons of cookies being given away to family, friends, police chiefs, firemen, neighbors, teachers, and school secretaries. I had a lot of great responses. The school office staff signed a Christmas card and sent it to me – my first of the season! Maybe I’m just really lonely, but I cried a bit when I opened it. It’s nice to be on the receiving end every now and then.

Week three was mostly spent working on projects for the boys’ upcoming Christmas parties and volunteering at the school. I’ve been going to at least one meeting a day for the land and house, and haven’t had much time for a lot of other stuff. Add to that the fact that I just rooted out two more mean people from my short list of loved ones… it was a crazy week.

Week four will probably be more of the same. I’ve yet to make a bean bag toss and round up supplies for a few more Christmas crafts for the kids’ parties. I’ll be working the parties as well as doing my normal volunteering routine. I wanted to include a trip to the retirement home with my boys – we’ll see how that pans out. I also have yet to drop a bag of food off at the local pantry.

Thus wraps up my first Month of Giving. I look forward to being able to do a lot more next year!

Wow, this is going by fast! I’m already two days into the second week. While I set goals for last week, I changed some things around. The Holiday Cards for Heroes thing was actually a bigger hit than I had planned. While I was doing it with my boys, I had a sudden thought: would teachers and other students like to do this as well? So I printed up some invitations for all of the teachers at the local elementary, complete with rules and a deadline. I passed them out Monday, and left a box in the copy room for any cards that were made. I offered to pay postage. When I picked up the box on Friday, there were over 200 cards made by students! Awesome!

Saturday and Sunday were a bit thrown off by a trip to a big city to get some personal stuff squared away. I took my boys shopping and to a movie. I think that’s the first time I’ve ever taken them to a movie alone. Missing my husband a bit more than usual lately. Holidays are for family, and this holiday just won’t be the same without him here.

Anyway, back to the giving. I’ve decided this week I just want to post a list of things I’d like to do, instead of putting specific ones down for each day.

1. Finish going through the boys’ clothes and toys. Donate whatever is in good shape again.

2. Make several more batches of cookies. Bring some to local Fire Department.

3. Get a Christmas package out to my husband and one to my brother.

4. Go to the grocery store on my weekly trip and say something nice to several random people I encounter.

5. Let my boys drop my spare change in every bucket we pass. (We actually did this at the mall in the city. They had a lot of fun with it. Ooh! Memo to me – get more change in my purse!)

6. Sing carols as a family for someone.

7. Make another bean bag toss and bean bags for the boys’ Christmas party.

8. Start on a quilt for a friend.

9. Drop off a bag of food at local pantry.

There’s always more. I’ve been really trying to think of little ways to help other people or go the extra mile. I know if I had more free time during the day that I would probably be accomplishing a lot more. Practice makes perfect, though, right? Maybe if I keep doing this year after year I’ll get better.

What are you doing this week to give back?

December 2012

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