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Now, we all know that yes, many of the traditions of Christmas have been stolen robbed liberated borrowed evolved from pagan traditions. We can either say "I'm packing up my pagan christmas tree and going home to celebrate the solstice" or we can celebrate the fact that the end of the year is a stressful, beautiful, wonderful, peaceful time for everybody and open our hearts just a little bit more and realize that all religions steal/borrow/liberate/rob from each other and in the end we all evolve into something else.

May the excitement of the new year fill all of your hearts, may the joys of the season bring you love, and may we all find ways to respect each other in 2006.

Merry Christmahanukwanzadon!

Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay."
And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his son hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, "It's Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your
style,"
She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and it's been
awhile,"

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were
said,
Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses.

The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a
hitch,
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, "Is it true that you're a witch?"
His mom jumped up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the
kitchen,
And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a
Christian,"
"But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we
share,
And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere,"

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And where does magic come from? I think magic's in the learning,
'Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are
burning.

When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, don't
bother."
Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how they hadn't spoken in a year,
He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's Christmas and your daughter's
here."
He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his
sleeve, saying,
"Can I be a Pagan?" Dad said, "We'll discuss it when they leave."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and
Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I love it!
Dar Williams is awesome! I actually haven't listened to her much... though I know she was produced by Jian Ghomeshi of Moxy Fruvous. Which makes her awesome by afilliation in my book, but this song is great.
yay for dar williams! i love that song . . . my friend alex introduced me to it a few years back, and i've been listening to it like a fiend ever since.

here's to burnt pumpkin pies 'stead of burnt witches! :-D
::claps:: Well said my dear. I think I will snitch this from you and pop it on my journal.
Okay, I've had this song stuck in my head for the past 2 hours, or however long it is since I first glanced at this post. (Well, that and "Southern California Wants to Be Western New York," since all Dar Williams songs eventually run together in my head.) This isn't a bad thing, necessarily, I just wanted you to know that your insidious plot to spread holiday spirit is working.