Winter solstice vs. the birth of Christ

Christian leaders needed something powerful to counteract the magic of the winter solstice, so they came up with the fable that Jesus was born at that time. Nobody knows for sure when he was born, of course. Now Christmas is mostly about gifts, purportedly because the three kings came over with gold, frankincense, and myrrh, but we all know the real reason we have to buy gifts. 

The world economy runs on consumption of goods and services, and if you don't buy your share, you're the reason the economy tanks, children starve, and the homeless freeze their fingertips. The more consumers consume, the bigger the landfills get, the more toxic chemicals are released, and the larger the plastic islands in the oceans grow. Everything, food included, is packaged and most of the packaging either doesn't get recycled or can't be recycled. What is the year's greatest festival of light ends up contributing to more darkness overall.

Maybe you can be the one who dares to spend and pollute less. Maybe it's okay not to buy that extra set of Christmas lights. Maybe you can observe a quiet moment at home with your family and take two minutes of your time to light a candle and watch the flame flicker and leave the cell phone on silent mode. 

It's the time of year when light turns the tide. Keep breathing in the light. The New Earth is on its way. 

I'll be gnome for Christmas.



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