mallow interlude: squishy thoughts...

I would like to put forth an idea, not my own idea I am sure.

Well , it is something my brain came around to naturally, but I cannot imagine that the idea has not been put forth to you before.

Last year I started to celebrate in the stead of Christmas, the more appropriate Hogswatch. If you look hard enough somewhere in my notes you will find the reasons all.

And this year I do want to wish you all a Happy Hogswatch. But for those of you who are not living in a twin city , on a flat disc, being supported by four elephants on the back of the giant turtle swimming through space, for you I suggest this.

Strip away the dogma of religion and understand the joy of the birth of a person who spent the majority of time talking about love and respect and kindness and fairness. And maybe instead of celebrating the birth ( under questionable circumstances to some). Howsabout we celebrate the message. It is a good message, a message of respect and kindness and love. And neither kindness nor respect can exist with out love.

Love is a funny thing, I have come to find it to truly be the one thing that will not carry a patina, no rust will stay on it. Any thing that may hide it’s very amazing light can be brushed aside very easily. Love has nothing to do with owning something, it has nothing to do with giving into something. Love is not something that can be won or bartered for. It only exists when it is given. Can you imagine anything else as pure?
And it’s the purity of the thing that makes us desire it so. There are few things pure in our life, it seems like everything has an element of decay, perhaps that is why we cherish those physical things that are truly pure this is why gold and diamonds are so valued. They never tarnish and they never fade. Physical representations of the purity we strive for in our soul or do we?

I was told by someone that I was one of the most important people in their lives. At that very moment an entire life of self hatred fell from me like ice off a chapel roof. I covered with a glib remark ( as I often do). But later that night I was overtaken by the enormity of it all. It actually gripped me and held me … this is a little too dramatic for you all .. Isn’t it? I will pull out of it for a moment and get back on track.

Love is a funny thing, not to be trapped by anything as silly as a promise… Love exists or it does not. And if it does it will never go away, prepare for that, and take my word. If that person who you love , truly love is only in your life for a moment. Enjoy it.
A message of love and respect and kindness. A good message. The celebration of a life, a good celebration. A holiday that should be about the people in your life, not about a hoard of stuff.

This year I will have a roast and leave out sherry and a porkpie for the Hogfather and turnips for the boars that pull his sledge. But I will take a moment to remember all the people in my life who I love. And how they have made me a better person.