Older than the 2011-year-old celebration we now call Christmas. Older than Hanukkah, the Jewish festival that proceeded it. Older than the bonfires of yule that were lit across Celtic and Saxon lands for centuries before.
Our primal human need to acknowledge light in the middle of the darkness means Christmas is now celebrated in places far beyond the cold northern lands where it originated.
You may not do Christmas. You may not like it. You may be one of those people in hospitals or nursing homes or fire stations who keeps the world cared for while the rest of us take a holiday.
But wherever you find yourself over the next few days, I’d like to wish you and yours all the brightness and warmth that’s contained in the concept of Christmas.
May you shine with the light of the season.
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