Doctor Who

A long holiday is more than a few days off, it’s a trip back through time.  Reconnecting with family and friends drops us back into conversations and simple glints in the eye that send us back to who we were long ago.  To our parents, we will always be the child they lovingly shielded from the darkness or spent hours crafting a perfect holiday for.  To our childhood friends we are still the kids who had small adventures together.  The traditions that set the scene for all this are as varied as our lives, but they often involve rituals around a television watching a holiday special or sports.

This isn’t a bad thing, necessarily, it’s just what most of us do.

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Winter Solstice

Tomorrow is, for my family and me, the big Winter holiday.  The Solstice is precisely at 23:38 GMT (5:38 PM CST) on 21 December, always right on schedule. At this moment, the northern hemisphere will be at its darkest, but also starts turning back towards the sun. We celebrate it by blowing out the many candles that are lit and enjoying a few moments without light or sound – just the music of the spheres to contemplate for a moment. This is our holiday for the season.

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Spooky Season

It’s scary season!  The doorbell rings, and it’s another zombie or pumpkinhead or witch begging for something sweet.  No, I’m not talking about Halloween, I’m talking about the scary thing that comes after it – the election.

If you ever doubted our Founding Fathers had a sense of humor, keep in mind how that Election Day is right after Samhain, the Celtic festival when the land of the dead comes the closest to our mortal plain.  Is it possible that they wouldn’t mind votes coming from graveyards?

Like Halloween, an election is nothing if you can’t make fun of it.  Don’t be scared, join in the fun!  There are many ways to do it.

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St. Patrick’s Day

This piece is a repeat from two years ago – I don’t have anything to add.  The re-run gives me more time to enjoy the day.  Sláinte!

Good people go to Heaven, but the Celts went everywhere. There isn’t a corner of the globe where you can’t find us if you look hard enough. Nations as far flung as Canada and Australia are largely Celtic in origin, and the majority of those Celts came from Ireland.

Our people have wandered the earth like almost no other, and for one day we all return home with the help of a hyphen. Many of us become Irish-Americans or Irish-Canadians on Saint Patrick’s day when any other day American or Canadian would be enough. We drink up well in pubs, cheer on the bagpipers, and think back to what our ancestors must have gone through to get us where we are.

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Punful

There’s never a bad time to inflict pun on people.  All language is a kind of play on words, the meanings taken from the stage they are set on.  Tying it all to some greater sense of the worldly is a gag about what happens when we’re not gagged, or how we express rather than exasperate.  The problem is that most people take their lives so serially that they don’t get it.  A good punster has to risk looking more and more the moron.  If the joke’s on the language, the language is all a joke, it seems, and that can cause a lot of being cross to bear.

Bear with me on this, will you?

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