Y is for Yule – Pagan Blog Project 2013

So I did “X is for Xmas” not that long ago and, in the same vein (but, officially, in a different year’s PBP sequence – ahaha) I’m doing “Y is for Yule” this time around, and writing it early, no less.
It’s Friday. Friday, the day when I blog about witchcraft. Friday, the day that I light up my altars. Friday, the day that I try desperately to get my home back into functional, breathing order from the chaos and entropy that have gone on during the week.
Today is harder than most. My wife brought home a lot of her work equipment (for good reason, and I don’t blame her for doing it), and between the additional boot-related supplies and my own Xmas crafting work, things are a little more chaotic than usual.
Never the less, I’ve got a (tiny) picnic roast braising in the slow-cooker, and plans to get my socks on and brave the icey sidewalks (if they are, indeed, icy – the temperature rose above freezing this past day or two, and everything’s been melting) to pick up some sparkling cider to have with the roast and a remoulade that I’ll make when I get home, along with an apple crisp or similar.
My hope is that we’ll put up the solstice decorations tonight. Hang holly garlands in the windows and decorate them with icicles, pine cones, snow flakes, and sun bursts. Do it to the tune of Solstice Bells, Hail the Holly King, and Snow.
I am trying to create traditions. In a way, this is probably how everybody does it, regardless of what their faith is, and whether it’s all that different from what their families-of-origin practice. Sorting through the things I did as a child (my grandmother’s shortbread recipe, First Footing Over the Phone (yes, really), giving gifts, candles in the windows[1]) and finding meaningful things to do that are mine, and ours, alone (truffles and mulled wine, longest night parties[2], Sortilege and dozens of candles, holly garlanding the windows, and bacon the morning after).
We don’t stay up all night.
I’m a morning person, and tend to fall asleep by 2am even when I’m up late, plus people have jobs to get to in the morning (though we’ve started hosting our parties on the Saturday closest in order to avoid that problem) and kids to get home to. None the less, we try to stay up for a fair while, and then tidy things away before heading to bed.
What are your Yultide traditions and traditions-in-the-making?
Meliad the Birch Maiden.
[1] In my mom’s case, they were electric, but that was the way we did “christmas lights”. Very different from this kind of thing.
[2] Sadly not the kind that Phedre would have attended, although it’s on my “Someday List” to start encouraging people to dress up in something faintly costume-y (in that formal-wear+accessories way of Longest Night parties, I mean). We already drink Sortilege (maple whiskey, in lieu of some sort of French flower-based liqueur) and wish each other joy on the longest night, so… πŸ˜‰

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