Christmas Presence

I celebrate Christmas too.  Why not.  My family does and it matters not to me if it happens on the 21st (Winter Solstice) or the 24th (Dad’s birthday) or the 25th (originally Mithras’ birthday).  What it is all about for me is love.  And man, I’ve had it in abundance this year. It has been a very trying year, full of stumbles but also full of growth and the more I grow the better it gets and the better I handle the stumbles.

The issue with Mr. Furnace’s ex played out to its conclusion last Friday and things got back to normal.  We continue to create a solid foundation for our relationship based on love, common beliefs, and a range of other things. Neither Mr. Furnace and I have much money, especially not this year, and so it was all about the love.

I have had a blast this December making things for people I love, going to a lot of meetings, and man, the love has been coming back to me a thousand fold. Seriously.  If I had 2 friends last Christmas I have dozens this year. I’ve received a slew of yule cards with some really amazing notes in them. One white rose. Hugs. Wonderful lunches with friends after the noon meetings. It’s been very festive. As you know, I even decorated my home this year.

Mr. Furnace invited me to spend last evening with his closest friends. An honor on so many levels. I did not take it for granted that I would be included in anything of his usual activities. Oh my. We had a total blast. Man. Prime rib, crab, artichokes, appetisers, sugar, savory, a feast to behold. The energy of these folks was so warm, so loving, so generous. We had an absolutely fabulous time.  And then we went to Mr. Furance’s house.

Where he and I opened presents, ate leftovers, zoned out, a little massage, a lot of laughter.

I got home with the words “best christmas EVER as an adult” on my lips. Best. EVER.

And I just got invited to his parents house for dinner.  A surprise, total surprise. I figured he wasn’t ready for that but suddenly he is and I’m dressed and passing the minutes until it’s time to go.

Best. EVER.

I have a job interview on the 3rd for a job that would be a plum. A feather in my cap. The best job ever to put on my resume.  And somehow something is feeling very right.  I never thought I’d get the interview so have to say it’s an honor to be nominated but I just has this feeling.  Light your candles for me, this one matters and not just because I need employment. This one MATTERS. And yes, if I were to get it, it would have been worth the entire last 3 years.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!!

Love you all bunches and bunches and may your season be filled with lots more of that!!

A Son of the Goddess is a Son I Can Dig

I’m watching folks express their frustration with Christmas and I totally understand how the materialism and difficult memories can get a person down, I really do. The son I gave up for adoption turned 29 yesterday. I hope he’s well.

That said, it isn’t really Christmas that is the problem. None of us have to go to shops or watch the tv or, if we do, listen to the commercials. This season has been one of the best for me. Can’t remember the last time I felt so loved. I just can’t. So many good people around me right now.

As a pagan who sometimes calls herself a witch, yeah a real one, I have to say that I am on the side of the rebel Jesus. Anybody who goes into the banks and money lenders and gives them Hell, a come to Jesus meeting so to speak, who goes against the status quo, fights against iniquity, organized religions, who says God is LOVE, well he’s all right in my book.

Happy Birthday Jesus. Thanks for all you do. 😉

P.S.  Protect me from your followers! Thanks Dude.