Those who’d like to participate in Five Minute Friday will write for five minutes on the topic of the week, post it on their own blog and link up the post here. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.
This week’s prompt is: ADORE
As much as I grumble about the holidays, there are parts of them that I truly adore.
I adore getting together with family.
I adore the traditions we hold dear.
I adore the memories of years past that we share through stories.
I adore the coziness and familiar comfort of sitting near the tree, especially when the only lights in the room are from the tree itself.
I adore the quiet moments that I steal for personal prayer on the Solstice, as the sun’s rays shine longer once again.
This year will be the first that Max will be old enough to start figuring out what’s going on around the holidays. For now, it’s about the presents and the pretty lights. We’ll see what he thinks about Santa… he’s still a little young on that front, after all. 🙂 The explanation of what Yule and Christmas are will wait for a bit – next year, perhaps…
What I feel is most important, though, is to let him develop his own feelings about what Yule and Christmas mean to him. For me, growing up in Christianity before moving onto my own path in Paganism, it’s a very individual thing. I hold dear the parts of Christmas I adore, incorporating it into my own celebrations of Yule. But I was blessed with parents who let me have the freedom to explore faith on my own. They gave guidance, and then let both my brother and I figure out where we fit in both the physical and spiritual world.
I hope that I will do the same with Max. I want him to find the things that he adores about the holiday season on his own – to develop his own traditions, whether incorporating ones that his parents love, or venturing out on his own.
It’s not adoration without pure, truthful joy.
That can’t be forced. It must only be discovered.
And now my husband and I are about to watch our son begin that discovery with Yule on Sunday.
Blessed Yule (and Merry Christmas) to all of my readers!