When I was a little girl I always thought of the days leading up to, the days themselves and the days after Christmas as a very magical time. I felt it was very special, as it got colder, the wind was stronger and it got dark early.
The best time I can remember was walking with my parents and my brother into town to the Christmas market. It had just started to snow, the sky was very dark blue and the soft white sparkling snowflakes were dancing all around us. There seemed to be nobody else around, no cars, no people, and it was as though time had just stood still.
When we arrived in town, you could smell the Christmas market and all its goodies, the toffee apples, the mulled wine, the candy floss, I remember it as though it was yesterday. People were smiling and saying hello, it was cold but oh so lovely, everything was pretty, the lights, the decorations, the music, the snow, everything.
Over the years I tried to get this feeling back – this happy fuzzy feeling that starts deep down in your belly and then just bursts out putting a great big smile on your face. There were very many years where I thought that this feeling was gone forever – I just didn't quite feel the same about the decorations or the markets anymore. It had become all about the buying of presents and making sure that we didn't forget anybody, getting the “right” toys for my son and stress at work.
Then I started to learn about the old ways of our ancestors and how they would spend this time. I learned about the 12 nights of yule and how important they are. I learned about the winter solstice and the re-birth of the sun king, I learned about how and why to smudge.
The more I learned, the more the magic came back into my life. The importance of being with and sharing everything with your loved ones. The importance of taking time out for yourself. And now, when this time of year comes around, when I see the decorations, hear the music and smell the mulled wine, this warm fuzzy feeling starts again in my belly and gets stronger and stronger until it bursts into my face as a broad smile and puts a sparkle in my eyes.
The magic is back in my life and it's here to stay. When others rush around I seem to be standing or walking in slow motion, enjoying the sights and sounds, taking in the smells and touching the magic with my own hands. I'm so happy and content that I love to share it and bring the magic back into your life, too.