Witchvox | It has occurred to me at this time of year that some people are just looking for drama. Maybe you have noticed it too. The thing that I don't get is that being as this is the 'most wonderful time of the year' why do we experience all this emotional, psychological, dogmatic load of horse pookey? What's the point?I used to get upset when I'd be shopping and the cashier would say, 'Merry Christmas'. I would make it a point to say 'Happy Holidays' or 'Happy Yule' or even the 'Blessed Winter Solstice' back. After a while though, I stopped this practice. Not because I didn't want to make a point that my faith was valid, but because those people never really understood what the point was.
First of all, being in a sales position in the past, one is paid a horribly offensive wage. You are doing a job a trained ape could do, have to put up with people who are less than kind (Some need to ask Santa for soap/Scope for the holidays) and quite frankly, after standing more than a couple hours on your feet, you just don't care.
Also, when I wanted to make sure I countered 'Christmas' with 'Yule' I was young and naive. Notice, I'm not saying everyone who chooses this practice is naive or young, but I was.
Maybe I stopped all this because I just got over it, got bored, got who knows what... but I just was done. I have friends from several different faiths, religions, paths or not much of anything at all. I try to respect them all, but I don't go overboard in protecting everyone's politically correct venue. I try to keep track of who thinks what and send out cards and emails that reflect their personal thing.
But I'm not going to get suckered into some big contest.
If my friend sends me an email about the right-wing conservative view on chicken feathers and the faith of a turnip, I don't send back a nasty reply; I just delete it. I don't respond...like I used to.
Now maybe I've just gotten soft and let those people have their way. But I don't really think so. I think it's just that I don't let it get to me anymore. I now know those people are looking for a reaction, live for it, exist on the energy of those people who send back the replies- knowing the people they send it to won't agree.
So, back to Christmas. I just am like 'whatever.' Maybe it's losing the fight. But maybe I'm above the fight. Maybe I'm too old to be bothered with the fight. Maybe I'm in a phase and lost steam. I can't pretend to have the answer to this but maybe it's not so important after all.
I came to this realization earlier this year. I went through a personal change. I grew up with fundamentalist ideals in all things; everything was church and often conflict for the sake of it. Without being negative, I found another way. I was pretty in your face with my new ideals and was almost preachy. This was precisely the same thing that irritated me about other people of other faiths shoving their doctrines in my ear.
But I was doing it, and I was so in it, I didn't even realize I was doing it. Or when I did realize it, I just didn't care because now I have a point of view that makes more sense than your old tired view does, and you will listen or I'll go mute from the shouting match.
But after 13 years, and after a time of much quieter reflection, I realized I don't need to shout to be heard. In fact almost without exception, people tend to hear more through silence and kindness.
There are members in my family -- as I am sure there are of everyone here -- that are of the more vocal mainstream religious persuasion. They just never seem to be tired of infiltrating my peaceful space with their hate mongering. Though I had at one point tried to counter with my own arguments, I then tried another approach. I read the Bible. I know this sounds odd. It almost can be seen as treason in 'our camp.'
But just give me a minute; there was a plan.
I had already tried to put them on ‘ignore’. I had tried to argue. I had tried to debate peacefully. None of these things worked. So maybe, I could try to understand them. (As I can hear you all gasp aghast...hang in there...)
I took an online Bible class and it was from the conservative point of view. Now I knew I could handle it. I grew up in it. So I knew though I may not agree with it all, I could still read it without falling into convulsions with 'thines' and 'thous' falling out of my mouth.
I also took a class in world religions. It was actually very interesting. Honestly, it was. I didn't agree with it all, but I did learn a few things.
Maybe the most valuable lesson I learned though wasn't in the classes at all because now when I talked to the members of the family that were forcefully attempting to abduct me into their conservative camp, I used logic from their own source. It really confused them.
Now I wasn't hateful about it. I was really nice about it. I admit, maybe that confused them too. But once I said, ’Well, the Bible says this and this in this book and chapter’... Reluctantly the family member often confessed, 'Well, I never really read that part of the Bible.'
I knew I was on to something. They became quiet! Maybe trying to understand them was the answer. At least for these people, at this time.
But this spawned a new line of thinking for me that bled over to this time of year and caused me to re-think my approach to the dreaded 'Merry Christmas.' I take people where they are.
Maybe it's not my job to make people say 'Blessed Winter Solstice' or to even understand what that means. It's not my job to educate all those Christians with the fact that Jesus could have been born on September 29, 5 B.C., (1) April 17, 6BC (2) June 17, 2 BC, (3) or any other time with endless supplies of data backing up what I believe to be so.
What difference does it really make in the world? Is arguing really going to make a difference? Isn't it the point to just be kind this time of year anyway?
Isn't that what 'the most wonderful time of the year' is all about?
Not about dogma but about just enjoying it. I live in Wisconsin -- and in the middle of the winter there isn't much to look forward to – so if I can smile in the middle of a snowstorm, it's a pretty good thing. Maybe the holiday season has simply become about making cookies, and singing stupid songs that make no sense, and watching old holiday specials on the TV… but so what if it has? It's still better than being bitter about ‘words’.
Though I admit it is tempting -- and sometimes entertaining -- to catch people who don't know what they believe (and just follow blindly) in their uneducated mind traps, it's probably much better karma to try to just let it go. It's not my job to get these people to understand that the whole holiday bloomed from the Solstice. That would be the same thing as me knocking door-to-door and handing out message-inscribed Yule logs and mead- a total waste of my time and energy.
I started to think with this phrase in mind: 'Sometimes when you win, you loose.'
So now, when I go to the store and someone says, 'Merry Christmas', I say, “To you, too.”
Happily.
I realize that this person isn't putting a 'Jesus is the reason for the season' sticker on my forehead. They aren't vindictive psycho-religious fascists wanting to hose down on my Yule log. They are just being who they are.
“Half of the world's population adheres to Christianity. Islam is the second most popular religion with more than a billion followers. Hinduism, which is mainly practiced in India, claims over seven hundred million members. There are close to four hundred million Buddhists, mostly in Asia. And fifteen million people are Jewish”, according to Susan Solomon Yem (4) .
I just doubt all those people want to snub those of us who are into celebrating the more obscure Yuletime cheer. So in that vein, I hope everyone has at least a few moments to celebrate (or not) in any way they choose: Happy Yule, Winter Solstice, Winter Holidays, Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanzaa, Ramadan, Dewali, Three Kings Day, Epiphany...
As I sit in front of my computer here now, candy cane in my mouth, I wish you all a happy whatever!


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