Private Message

To the person who brought over cookies the other day, for the Christmas holiday; I just wanted to thank you. I wasn't here, and my children do not know who you are.....they just ate the cookies! Thank you so much, and have a great holiday!

Satan Claws Is Coming To Town

Well, well, well. The good Christians of Lansing, Michigan are in a snit over religious freedom. That's right; their nativity was forced to move over and make room for the Michigan chapter of the Satanic Temple to put up a holiday display, as well. The Satanists focused on the gift of knowledge, and on it's importance to mankind.

Christians appear oblivious to the actual origins of most of their "holy" days. In fact, all Christian holidays are leftovers from bygone eras when the Catholic Church, in an ongoing effort to collect tax dollars from the entire world, used the church to control entire populations. Instead of taking the winter holiday away from everyone, an interesting accusation in and of itself, the church just renamed all of it's holidays, putting the face of a European Jesus on all of the Gods whose holy days had previously been celebrated at those times by Pagans. Christmas is a conglomeration of Winter Solstice, Saturnalia, and Yule. If there ever actually was a Jesus Christ, he certainly was not conveniently born on the same day as the Sun God!

If the Christians had not wanted the Satanists to "take Christmas away", (was it ever really theirs in the first place?) they could have honored the law and kept their religious icons at home. Since the government is not allowed, by law, to favor one religion over another, it has to allow every religion equal space if it allows one religion any space. So now, we are taking back Winter Solstice. We have a beautiful display done by an artist of the Satanic Temple on display this week in Lansing, Michigan. It looks like a win for the Constitution of the United States. Just remember to keep Sol in Winter Solstice.

Io Saturnalia!

Ah yes! The highly extolled Reason for the Season! It's balance, of course, but that is hard to see during the things we often do at this time of year. From the Julian calendar date of December 17 to December 23, slaves and masters would change roles, leaders and followers would step into each other's shoes, freedom of expression would take the forefront, children were given a lot of freedom, and revelry and mirth were foremost on everyone's agenda. Such was the winter holiday season in Rome, until about the fourth century, when festivities were required to calm down, in order to preserve the assets and positions of those whose rule was protected by christian clergy.

Saturn is usually not represented by dancing and debauchery. He is primarily a God of order. Legend has it that during the Golden Age, under Saturnalian rule, men were more equal to one another and were required to work together effectively in order to achieve results anywhere, and role reversals were celebrated during Saturnalia to remind everyone of this. Our Ancestors were truly ingenious at times; not only did they cure seasonal affective disorder with a festival of lights, they made a fun and irresistible party out of an important lesson about balance in life. So why would we celebrate Him with role reversals and massive, albeit temporary, upheavals? Obviously, human relationships were known to stagnate, and such reversals were almost a guaranteed cure for everything from the winter blues to complacency about necessary change.

Gifts were also given during this celebration. Fun items and gag gifts were traditional, children were given toys, and; of course, food was always a favorite. Could modern Christmas possibly, ahem, be a carryover?

So there you have it! Balance is the reason for the season! Io Saturnalia!

Insight

Cat v. Christmas Tree

And now, for the final destination and molestation of the innocent tree in the living room!

 

 

Holiday Shopping

 

Yet another reason to avoid stores and stay home on Black Friday!

 

In Case You Skipped Church On Sunday

Most of the prayers I know by heart begin with words such as "Open the door, Papa Legba", or appeals to other Voudon Dieties. How strange, for a white woman, such as myself. How could this have happened? Upon reflection, it occured to me that the reason for this is that when praying to the Voudon Dieties, or Loa, one sings. Voodoo, as a religion, is sung and danced, and one's love for one's Loa is not held inside, but expressed. One chants....one experiences.....and one communes. Even when a person who cannot carry a tune, such as myself, prays her heart out by singing with the Loa, They always hear. Always. They always make known Their Presence, and I always know that I am loved. And so, that is how I learned to pray. Thankyou, Papa Legba. You are wonderful.

Note to the unitiated: Never engage here without a fair sacrifice or gift, as all entities, both physical and nonphysical, seek equilibrium; and energy does not travel unnoticed from one source to another, without equal and possibly opposite reaction.

 

Could Santa Claus Be Real?

Could Santa Claus actually be real? I had not seriously considered it until this week, but those of us who really can't stand the rhetoric of Kansas Christian congregation, Westboro Baptist Church, got a gift this year! Actually, two. The first gift is from the hackers who go by the name, Anonymous. They hacked the main website of the church and the twitter account of Shirley Phelps, one of the church's main hate mongers. The second gift was from the Patriot Guard Riders, who showed up to thwart Westboro Baptist Church's efforts to mock those attending funerals of children who lost their lives in the shootings at Sandy Hook Elementary. A Big THANKYOU goes out from this blog to the Patriot Guard Riders!

Eat your heart out, Shirley Phelps! Have fun with Anonymous!

Black Friday Fun

A big reason, as far as I'm concerned, to stay home on Black Friday. After seeing this, I'm tempted to forgo shopping completely this holiday season and make cookies and home made jam to give to everyone on my gift list.

 

Mothers Day Gift For Terri Horman

After posting a Mothers Day card for Debbie Bradley, incubator of the missing Lisa Irwin, from Kansas City; it seemed only fair to remember Terri Horman, sometime step parent of young Kyron Horman. To date, Terri has not cooperated with any efforts to find Kyron, who disappeared from his school in Portland, Oregon, on June 4, 2010. Her testimony could help bring Kyron home, but she seems completely unconcerned with this aspect of parenting. In honor of this, here's a hoodie for Terri Horman!