Kestrel the Druid

It is that time of year again. Time for celebrations, gifts and gathering with loved ones. This has been a conflicted time for me. Being raised in a Christian family, I remember how much I loved Christmas. The presents, the lights, having two weeks off school. But now, I find myself questioning my old beliefs. I still remember Christmas fondly and look forward to opening presents. But am I being false to the holiday, since I no longer believe in the church which claims it. That is what I am wrestling with these days.

I take some comfort in knowing that the modern Christmas tradition is mostly based in Pagan practices. The Catholic church usurped the winter solstice holiday Yule. The revelry of the solstice became a church to celebrate the birth of Jesus. Even though the actual date of his birth is unknown and was most likely in March or April. The Yule log became a Christmas tree. You get the idea.

As I study the Druidic calendar, I learn that modern Druids celebrate Alban Arthan on Dec 21. The colors green and white are used in celebrating this day. And mistletoe is the plant used during rituals. I take comfort in the familiarity of these symbols for the season. While many Christians would call these comparisons blasphemy, I find it reassuring. We are not as different as many would believe.

This year (2025) this day also happens to be just after the New Moon. So, this year the holiday will be particularly dark. I have felt this. Both my husband and I have been melancholy from the beginning of the season. We have been having heavy snow and colder than usual temperatures. Work has been a struggle. I find solace in being near loved ones. And I look forward to the new year.

Merry Christmas, Happy Yule, Happy Hannukah, Happy Kwanza, let’s just say Happy Holidays to y’all!!