Ancient Wisdom and Pagan Spirituality

I’ve been balling yarn and baking and enjoying a Dresden novella I had no idea existed, and giving that to the hubs as a great excuse to enjoy the day under an old, creaky cat. No big celebration for us, though, except light and warmth on a wonderfully rainy day, and a nice evening together with good food.

Part deux comes Monday. Our clan brings the pagan spirit to our unsuspecting neighbors by putting on Odin’s best red suit, riding an actual horse-drawn carriage through the neighborhood, and giving toys to poor kids. It’s a delight, year after year, to watch kids who bring relatives over to prove to them that Santa DOES exist, and he always comes to see them in person. So, prep often takes the forefront to celebrating ourselves on the solstice.